the after show ritual

[pounce]

after a gig i am up for a while. no matter how late it is i usually can't fall asleep. the adrenaline and all that. last week i did a load out of a broadway show that meant i didn't get home till about 7am. i still stayed up a little longer at home since that's about when my wife is getting ready for work and the dog is used to being let out and fed.

when i was doing shows, the post gig ritual was to go to the waffle house. i freaking love the waffle house. first of all, i like waffles. and secondly, i still think i fondly associate going there with all of our fun. when playing around ohio, at the time of night we were done, the waffle house was one of the only things open anyway. we didn't pick it so much as it picked us. and i love it for that. ordering hash browns there and asking for them to be "scattered, smothered, covered, and spanked" was our favorite. we added the last part in ourselves.

i suppose white castle gets a similar nod, though only as a distant second place. now there are a couple of the blanc castille's near some venues, and only out of drunkeness or deperation does getting sliders seem like a good idea. after a gig, yeah, maybe. i'll take four.

so somehow getting food seems to be the key. gigs, whether playing them or working them, seem to screw with your eating schedule. almost no way around that. as such, the post gig ritual of getting food is a golden and much honored one. ya gotta love it

i just got some sliders. it's a bit early in the day and i'm definately too sober. however the orchestra rehearsal is over and it looks like the show tonight is gonna get rained out, so that makes this my post gig meal. that'll work. tomorrow we do it all over again, but hope for better weather.

i had some other post gig things i liked that aren't suitable for posting, but if you buy me enough beers i'll trade stories. for now i'm sticking to the waffle house portion of the after the gig story and that'll have to do.

[bunnerabb]

After two shows starting anywhere from 11:30 in the morning to 1:45 P.M and ending about 1:30 A.M., I usually just have enough energy to walk across the street, check my e-mail, chat on Überworld for a bit, hose off and crash.

Usually takes a couple oif Jack Daniel's to get me tired enough to sleep, though.

I gota cut that shit loose before my liver sues me.

This is one of those places that you visit and say "this is so much fun! It must be a blast to live here", but somebody has to pull the lever on the rides, kids. I am 99.9% sure this is my last year, here. I want a life.

[jerryskid]

When I lived in Huntington WVa, there was a lovely 24hr restaurant called Dwight's. It was ritual anytime we played in town to stop there after a gig. On the menu was a meal consisting of every type of pork imaginable with eggs, hash browns, and bisquits and gravy called the "Farm Boy". It was a huge meal for hungry musicians !!! We used to love to tell the server "Grease up that Farm Boy and bring him out for a spanking!"...Coming back from a visit with a friend in Charleston a few weeks ago, I hit Huntington about 2am and thought "Why Not??"...so I swung by.Sadly, Dwight's is no longer in business....Oh well , the memories are still open......

[Spock]

Ahhh....

We were just talking about this a few nights ago weren't we Jerry.

I don't drink much while playing maybe one beer over three sets and ton of water. But I do like to grab a beer right after we finish playing so I can drink it after we have everything packed up.

In my younger days after a gig we would drop off the gear at the guitar player's house. Then on the way home my younger brother, he was doing FOH for us, and I would stop off at the Chilli Company in White Oak. By the time we got there the drunks that got kicked out of the bars had already left and most of the people were freinds from other bands. We'd chat a bit as we waited for a take out order of Chesse Coneys.

At home we eat, drink a beer or two, and watch some TV for an hour or so. This was the time when you could watch MTV and not see a commerical for about an hour.

Lately the wife and I head home, and if we are hungry, our exit off the highway has a 24 hour Steak and Shake. Hit the drive thru, eat at home and then right to bed.

I've found that having someone else in the car on the way home to talk with helps me wind down, so very little need to do something later. The same is true at the day job, for years I car pooled in with someone else, by the time I got home all the crap of the day was gone.

[pounce]

when in dayton the pre show ritual was getting butterburgers. we almost always were playing canal street tavern, so the butterburgers were close by.

[Tim Armstrong]

My mid-80s college punk band always stopped at Little Tavern, kind of DC's version of White Castle (minus the steam), at least until the night our drummer got vomitous afterwards.

In the early 90s, in my cowpunk band in NC, we always did Waffle House, for reasons already eloquently stated above.

In the later 90s in Colorado (we played "swampadelic funkabilly"), we always stopped at Perkins (kinda like Denny's or Big Boy). I always had the patty melt and coffee...

My present band just goes home.

Sigh...

Tim

[dwoz]

i had some other post gig things i liked that aren't suitable for posting, but if you buy me enough beers i'll trade stories. for now i'm sticking to the waffle house portion of the after the gig story and that'll have to do.

hmmmmm..........usherettes....the VIP lounge above the lobby....the Robert Mondavi stock...


hmmmmmm



dwoz