Long Weekend

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August 11, 2013 by sttim

Friday night, after starting work at 5 in the morning, the band played a show. It was a good turnout, since it was a free show for our friend JT, who had a birthday and had bands playing to celebrate.

Our friends in Poor Favor played with us and that was cool to see.

Since we closed the night, by the time we got onstage the whole bar was pretty intoxicated. What followed was enough drunken debouchery for a lifetime. I am not too clear on all the details, but I remember JT repeatedly falling onto our stage (which is only a foot off the ground) and dogpiles of girls and guys falling at our feet onto concrete bricks holding up the stage lights. At one point, Rodney the singer for Detsaw picked up a table (with people standing on top filming) and proceeded to throw it into the crowd.

After it was over, people were coming up to us saying things like, “Dude there are people busted up outside bleeding.” Sure enough, the rest of the night, evidence of our set was smeared on girls blouses, faces, etc.

Saurday night’s set for us was tamer. I think because we played earlier and people weren’t as drunk. Still, it was a good solid set with a good response.

We got to open for Wink and The Gun.

Now Wink and The Gun is a band that played in and around town about 5 or 6 years ago. They were a great party band, always attracted the right mix of people from incredibly hot girls to burly gnarly rock fans. I think the best thing about them, is that all the guys in the band (except for their drummer) were basically frontmen in other bands or went on to be. Which is funny because Scott, the guitarist, told me once “there is a lot of ego on that stage”. So 5 years later, they do a renunion show, and ask the luchadores to open, so we say Hell yeah, and let me tell you, WATG killed it.

Confetti, streamers, party poppers littered the floor and ceiling fans. People got down and a good time was had.

I hate it though when people say they are getting old. The band hasn’t been gone THAT long, and honestly when you start to get as old as me, 5 years really isn’t that long of a stretch.