Indy

I'm living on borrowed laptops, so I wasn't able to blog more about the Chicago show or Indianapolis. Bob Nastanaovich was at Chicago - always a pleasure and a priveledge. And what were he and Stephen talking about furtively and passionately in the corner? Possible fuel for the Pavement reunion rumours? Or just Fantasy Basketball? O.K., it was just Fantasy Basketball. The Vogue in Indianapolis was kind of a typical run down old movie theater turned into even more run down rock club, complete with utility closet "dressing rooms" with no bathroom, and the entire back wall covered in framed autographed promo shots of touring bands that are since a little passed their prime (Ezra might actually be better by this point). But we met some super nice fans after coundcheck, and there was a totally acceptable Japanese restaurant on the corner, and a perfect-for-time-killing record store a few blocks away, and the sound was pretty good and the crowd was fun and somehow the charms of the place won us over. You can thank Dave from the John Vanderslice band for lending me the hardware to mount my cowbell for "the Hook", or you can curse him, depending on your feelings about that song.