We played Lizard’s (ironically owned by a chick named ‘Liz’) about a month ago on our last tour round the country. We liked it so much that we wanted to come back, especially since the booking agent for the venue promised us we could directly support (play right before) the headliner: owner Liz’s band. But since disappointment circulates in the music business like the common cold, we got slotted as the opener for the night. What ev’s. We dealt with it.

Lizard’s, to refresh your memory, is this dive across the bad side of the train tracks outside of Indy. A basement venue, it’s just one of those places all the blue collar guys go to drink when they want to get away from the wives, and where all the bikers end up when they’re done being seen. So needless to say, we fit right in with the crowd. We’re surprisingly liked at Lizards however. We don’t get it, but we won’t fight it.

So after we got done with our set and put our stuff back in the trailer, we got hit with a musical experience NOBODY wasprepared for. Words do not describe.

Then Liz, the owner, played a trio set with her boyfriend/bass player and new guitar player.  We called it a night after that one.

After a pit stop at Guitar Center we are headed down to Houston, TX for a day of R’n'R before the show in Austin on the 17th. Austin, Dallas, Houston, LA, HOME. The end is coming to a close. :’(  Wish us luck on this last leg!

Jon (bass)