Colorado

Weston Missouri to Boulder Colorado wouldn’t be very far if there wasn’t a state called Kansas in between them. So it made for kind of a long day. It seems like we often run into storms when we drive through Kansas and Sunday was no exception. At one point during the storm we stopped at a rest area and debated the best approach to get in and out without getting soaked. One of my fellow band mates decided to go barefoot to keep his/hers  shoes dry. I wish I had a camera. It was a sight to behold. I wasn’t sure what was more unsanitary, the feet or the bathroom floor. I’d call it a tie.

About a day after we left Weston we arrived at our home for the next 4 nights. The stylish Millennium hotel in Boulder Colorado! We’ve stayed there a few times over the years and actually played out back this summer at their weekly community concert series. It’s a great place to stay. Fitness room, swimming pool, a trail along the river…and close to the Mac dealer so Chris was able to walk to pick up the new addition to our Mac family. The mighty Macbook Pro. Like a lot of bands we come across on the road we all travel with Macs. They are a lifesaver for so many reasons but especially for communicating with friends and family. And for writing road diaries on long drives through Wyoming. Did I tell you we are currently driving through Wyoming on our way home?

Our next three shows were all within easy driving distance of Boulder so we all had plenty of time in the daytime to do whatever we wanted before we would meet and go to the show. Monday was the Southern Sun in Boulder. It’s a brewery that has music every week. We’ve been there many times before and it’s always a good time. We had some old friends show up so that was nice too. In fact our buddy Jim told us that Rebecca’s version of the Tennessee Waltz was the best he had ever heard. It’s such a pretty melody. I woke up humming it last week.

Tuesday was a place we’d never been before, The Swing Station in Laporte. It’s a town near Ft.Collins. Really cool atmosphere. It reminded me of Texas style roadhouse. It’s run by a musician named Brad who plays there every Wednesday with the bartender Erin in a band called The Honkingtonks. It was a really fun and lively crowd and everybody was super nice and happy that we had come to their little town. Driving home we spotted something rare out west, a Waffle House. So we stopped in and had a nice healthy salad:)

Wednesday was an easy drive down to Denver to play at Dulcinea’s Golden Monkey on Colfax Avenue. Jay the promoter has always been really good to us and we’ve played several of his establishments over the years. Quixote’s, Cervantes…. etc We don’t have much going on in Denver but he continues to champion our cause. His bars are institutions in the city. They all have kind of a Grateful Dead theme to them with the paintings and pictures on the walls and the music on the jukebox. The staff is friendly and Matt did a great job on the sound. We played fairly late to a really appreciative audience of old and new friends. Jason made a game-time decision to stay with a friend and take a bus to meet us in Montana next week! How crazy is that? That’s something I would have done in the late 90’s! Time to pass the torch I guess…I miss the little guy. It’s weird not seeing the back of his head from where I sit in the back of the van….