So our band was battling the Badgers and lots of cold beer for the entertainment dollar. Football & beer won. It was me, the Lovely Carla and Sanjay our drummer extraordinaire (think a combo of Maya, Krishna and a Smurf and you kind of get a little flavor of who Sanjay is - we are so lucky to have him in our band) in Madison (there was a full moon too!), for a White Wolf Sonic Princess gig.
We were sort of fish out of water. Swimming upstream in a river of beer.
We played to the vegan-soy-latte crowd. Not really a crowd, just a few stray, like-minded souls hiding out from the football-mad, beer-soaked hordes in a cozy little coffeeshop. We did two sets - nearly 2 hours of music. All originals. It went so well, quite the satisfying show. Some enthusiastic applause, nice words and smiles from the audience. Then, well, the night was still young, what else to do (?!) we couldn't resist, we jumped into the mad frat-boy fray with both feet. We found ourselves at a bar where the beer mugs were liter-sized, and another place where all beer on tap was freshly brewed right on-site.
We drank with gusto, happy with all we'd done and then we watched the football crazies get really sloppy, over-the-top drunk. We got a little fuzzy headed too. It was quite the scene. I can't really sum it up, but if our country is on the skids I think our obsession with football and beer might have something to do with it.Anyway, Sunday morning the streets of Madison were pretty deserted. I'm sure there were a lot of hangovers, although, the three of us we were just fine. Had a nice breakfast and then it was back on the road to Chicago. I'm really getting addicted to performing. Music is such a cool kick. We are really refining our sound. More shows are on the horizon...I live for this shit!
