Thomas Jefferson Says “Titties=Freedom”
Day 4
Raleigh to Charlottesville
Today is a day off. We're actually kinda bummed that it's off, because we're ready to play again. It's weird, I figured after 3 straight days of playing shows, we'd want a day off, but it really hasn't been bad. Woke up for some of Lamar's banana pancakes and then hit the road for Virginia. Almost out of the south.
Pulled into Charlottesville, which is neighbored by the Blue Ridge Mountains. We checked out their downtown night spot, which was a big outdoor mall. It seemed very WASPy all over the place. We had some Indian food that promised to be delish, but ended up being just OK. Travis managed to spill an entire bowl of steaming hot sauce all over his legs. I thought we were going to get into a Good Will Hunting-esque fight with this future business leader of America who wouldn't put his cigar out at the restaurant. Who smokes a cigar at a restaurant?
Evidently, the Rutgers baseball team is staying at our hotel. They lost their tournament yesterday. There were a bunch of sad, drunk dudes at the pool last nite. Maybe they were just sad because they go to Rutgers.
Day 5
Charlottesville
Random thoughts: The halls in our hotel smell like a big dump. I try to judge a town's populace by who is at it's Panera at 12:45.
Today, we went to Panera, Best Buy and Old Navy. They are 3 historic mid-Virginia Jeffersonian boutiques. In all fairness, I needed a cable for my camera and a belt. Panera was for cheap, corporate, quality assured bagels.
We spent the afternoon on the historic campus of UVA. We saw the quad and the rotunda and any other stereotypical college common area descriptor word place. Actually, we saw the dorm where Edgar Allen Poe lived in, which was kinda cool. There were also a few very awesome, small, traditional Virginian gardens around the area.
Load in time. Turns out they're feeding us! We get a special band menu, from which we can each select an entree and a beverage. The place had their own home-brews too, which weren't that bad. I somehow ordered a plank of nachos. There were 8 billion nachos and I ate them all.
The upstairs of the venue is like Charlottesville's Common Grounds. They get all the big acts.
We played downstairs in the restaurant/bar portion of the venue.
The first act was real mellow and quiet. Then, we were really loud. Loud. But it was still good. Tonight was probably the best put together set so far. After "Faster" (first song), the manager yelled, "That song was like a movie!" So, I guess we got that going for us.
Travis noted that someone wrote "Titties=Freedom" on the bathroom wall and astutely attributed the quote to Thomas Jefferson.
Speaking of titties, we stopped off at Dick Tiddy's (see Blog 1) for some healthy groceries and went back to the hotel.
One final score, they didn't lock the hot tub room door.
Raleigh to Charlottesville
Today is a day off. We're actually kinda bummed that it's off, because we're ready to play again. It's weird, I figured after 3 straight days of playing shows, we'd want a day off, but it really hasn't been bad. Woke up for some of Lamar's banana pancakes and then hit the road for Virginia. Almost out of the south.
Pulled into Charlottesville, which is neighbored by the Blue Ridge Mountains. We checked out their downtown night spot, which was a big outdoor mall. It seemed very WASPy all over the place. We had some Indian food that promised to be delish, but ended up being just OK. Travis managed to spill an entire bowl of steaming hot sauce all over his legs. I thought we were going to get into a Good Will Hunting-esque fight with this future business leader of America who wouldn't put his cigar out at the restaurant. Who smokes a cigar at a restaurant?
Evidently, the Rutgers baseball team is staying at our hotel. They lost their tournament yesterday. There were a bunch of sad, drunk dudes at the pool last nite. Maybe they were just sad because they go to Rutgers.
Day 5
Charlottesville
Random thoughts: The halls in our hotel smell like a big dump. I try to judge a town's populace by who is at it's Panera at 12:45.
Today, we went to Panera, Best Buy and Old Navy. They are 3 historic mid-Virginia Jeffersonian boutiques. In all fairness, I needed a cable for my camera and a belt. Panera was for cheap, corporate, quality assured bagels.
We spent the afternoon on the historic campus of UVA. We saw the quad and the rotunda and any other stereotypical college common area descriptor word place. Actually, we saw the dorm where Edgar Allen Poe lived in, which was kinda cool. There were also a few very awesome, small, traditional Virginian gardens around the area.
Load in time. Turns out they're feeding us! We get a special band menu, from which we can each select an entree and a beverage. The place had their own home-brews too, which weren't that bad. I somehow ordered a plank of nachos. There were 8 billion nachos and I ate them all.
The upstairs of the venue is like Charlottesville's Common Grounds. They get all the big acts.
We played downstairs in the restaurant/bar portion of the venue.
The first act was real mellow and quiet. Then, we were really loud. Loud. But it was still good. Tonight was probably the best put together set so far. After "Faster" (first song), the manager yelled, "That song was like a movie!" So, I guess we got that going for us.
Travis noted that someone wrote "Titties=Freedom" on the bathroom wall and astutely attributed the quote to Thomas Jefferson.
Speaking of titties, we stopped off at Dick Tiddy's (see Blog 1) for some healthy groceries and went back to the hotel.
One final score, they didn't lock the hot tub room door.