So, Nashville was a blast. We took a trip back in musical history to perform at The Springwater Supper Club and Cafe. Imagine post-war America in the early 50's, gathering all your friends from school to come down to your Dad's garage and listen to you play songs thru a shitty sound-system, there's greasers and jocks, there's prom queens and promiscuous queens, there's plenty of good cheer. Well, that's what it was like. I mean, look at the stage backdrop... it's like something out of a David Lynch film...
These photos are curtosy of our good friend, David Clark. We pressed onto Memphis and played at Neil's Music Room with our good friends, Grupo Jobu.
The following night began the Missouri slugfest (which we still have one round to go). Spirits are high, the days are getting longer, and the mountains of Colorado lie off in the distance.... with the right kind of nose you can almost smell that mountain air.