The Long Time Darlings put another notch in the old tour belt, earlier this month. 48 hours. Indianapolis and Chicago. Great shows, great folks in both towns. Indianapolis was tiny. Like, smaller-than-Pittsburgh tiny. Super laid-back place. Nothing wild and crazy going on, there. Everyone is just cool and wants to hang out and rock. Evan from Hero, Jr. was a splendid host—showed us around town, in the haze of the morning after.
Driving from Indy to Chicago, Saturday afternoon in the jam van (provided by Bryan Kinney, our fill-in bass player for this swing), we couldn’t help but notice that the side of the highway was on fucking fire in several spots. What’s up with that? Is it just from the drought? No idea. Freaky shit.
Anyway, I’d never been to Chicago, before. Holy Jesus wept—that place is huge. I mean, I knew it was a big city, but, I didn’t expect it to be that big. Pretty impressive. I think I’ve been to New York enough times that it’s size doesn’t surprise me, anymore. But, Chicago surprised me, for sure. Guess I didn’t think there was anywhere else that could feel as gigantic as New York.Played a joint called Tonic Room, in Chicago. Pretty cramped room, cramped stage—but we had a blast. It was the third night of Tonic Room’s Fuckapalooza Festival, which is their small-club local/regional fuck you to the corporate enormity of Lollapalooza.
Who knew bars could stay open pretty much all night in Chicago? I did not. Sproul and I crapped out and fell asleep, on the street, in the van at about 3:30 AM. Brett and Kinney managed to find a little blues club, down the street, where they saw an (and I quote) old, fat lady play absolutely killer electric guitar with until the sun came up. Sounds like Sproul and I missed the boat on that one.Brett and Kinney stocked up on 24-hour Mexican, jumped back in the van at about 6:00 AM, and, surprisingly, decided to floor it for home. Kinney only made it about an hour outside of Chicago before his lids were drooping. By that time, I was up, and took over driving.
All in all, one of our better outings. Went off with out even a hint of a hitch.
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