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| Our "Green Room" for Friday night. Seriously, this was our "green room". Stage is 10 yards to the right of this. |
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| Charly Salvatore-helping a poor guy out... me! |
Leaving shit behind is my life as of late. I went on a 6 month trip all around the damn south and literally left a tooth brush and phone charger (traveling by myself). In the last 12 hours, I’ve left a (Jason Jones) banner AND my glasses somewhere in the last 120 miles! Yesterday, we made our next to last show in Ogallala, NE. ran into a friend who’s doing what I’m doing, managing a new act while selling merch for a label act. Good to trade ideas in how to develop a new artist in today’s new world (basically, building an artist's following outside of the traditional “Record Business’). Charly also told me little tricks to being a “merch guy” as little as how to arrange money in your pocket. You get a few hundred dollars in your pocket and it just becomes a wad of money. Shoulda asked him a system for NOT losing all of my shit!). Thanks Charly. Stopped at lunch and Matt had his first taste of “Rocky Mountain Oysters” (Bull gonads). Actually, bout everyone had a sample ('cept for Jason/wimp). It tastes like Chicken……balls. Actually, not that bad but I won’t be ordering some for lunch today. Show went fine sales were average (which now I’m unhappy with). Here’s to getting the banner back, finding my glasses and getting laid by a porn star all in one night (a man can dream can’t he?).
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