I believe I left off in Kalamazoo. And what a fun show that was; thanks for all who “friended” us on facebook after that one. Really was a great night.
From K’zoo we headed east to Royal Oak. A suburb of Detroit. Back before I was born my parents lived there. My sister Lizzie was a baby then, but my mom drove form WNY and gave us the tour of the neighborhood where the young McGraw family lived. There’s mom pointing at the old house and me and Lizzie going “wow” (sarcastically). Love you mom. Don’t mean to make fun. Lizzie was three when you moved.
I remember the gig at Royal Oak going well. I remember the dressing room (as the opener for the opening band we don’t get a green room most nights) being not only made available for us, but being well stocked with chips, salsa, beer, soda, etc…and for that you’ve won our hearts Michigan. I also remember our kind local Jager rep Jacqueline, a pretty brunette, hooking us up with extra beverage tickets and when she came through I told her, “darling I didn’t think it was possible but you just got even better looking,” And a minute later when she handed guitar Joe his beverage tickets he said the exact same thing to her, and she turned back around to be and says “what do you boys all share the same tired lines?” And I said “well no, but we did attend the same charm school. I got the better grades…” Another Jager rep, Debbie, did me the kindness of explaining how it was possible for two blue-eyed people to have a brown eyed baby (don’t ask me how Jimmy and I got on the subject of genetics) But, Debbie, you talk a really good game if your explanation was factual…and I share all this by way of saying that the hang was great and the Jager people have been great. We appreciate the hospitality. Sometimes we might even appreciate it too much, as in the case of one band member (swear to God it wasn’t yours truly) who had a lil too much of a good thing and needed to part with some protein on the roadside, only to discover a mile down the road after do so that he’d kicked his cell phone out the door onto the shoulder of the road…so we turned around at the next exit off the interstate and—can you believe it?—we found the phone! In the ditch. In the dark.
And we got to Fort Wayne in the wee hours of the morning (we drove south immediately following the show) and another sponsor I’d like to thank is the Summit Group. The rooms were great, as always. Wish we could have spent more than a couple hours, but it’s a long drive to Springfield, IL from there.
The Prairie Convention Center in Springfield IL is the biggest venue that we’ve joined with Eric Church on the Jager Country Tour. It was pretty cool that the floor was full for our set. Sometimes not everybody has a chance to get seated by the time our set starts, but it was pretty packed for us and the crowd was pretty good and we moved a LOT of CD’s…in fact we just about sold out of ‘em.
Thank you Springfield.
Thanks Amanda and Dan for driving down.
Peace and love