How many bands can say that their first experience on the road runs as smooth and cost friendly as it ever could? Well, that's how ours went, minus the rain. We left on the morning of Sat. 16th and headed towards Morgan Hill (just south of San Jose) where Drew's cousin, his cousin's wife, and their 3 young children live, and where we would be laying our heads down for the night. We arrived, met everyone, and unpacked our sleeping gear in anticipation of coming in late after our live radio show at Stanford University.
So off we went to Stanford (about an hour drive north). We arrived with no problems, set up our gear and hit it at about 10:30pm (technical difficulties delayed us 30 min). The show, ’On the Warpath with The Big Chief’, was agreed by all band members to be one of the most fun experiences we'd had as a group. This was also our first time live on the radio. We played our EP, answered questions, laughed, joked, and played seven songs live. After an hour of unadulterated pleasure, we packed up and hit the road back down to Morgan Hill. After a few beers and more good times we hit the hay, well, almost; you see Mish had not slept much in the past few nights so he was out and snoring as soon as he laid down. As you can imagine, it took everyone a little while to embrace the snoring and attempt to use it as a sleep aid knowing that we would be woken up by three youngins in a few hours.
Sleeping longer then we all expected, we arose to the wonderful smell of coffee, breakfast, and rain. With many servings of eggs, pancakes, and bacon in our bellies, we began the task of sharing the one shower we had. The kids had a great time bouncing around on Jason's and Drew's air mattresses, which we later found were both punctured from this. Before we headed out, we crammed ourselves into the smallest closet we've ever seen and took a few pictures (see profile pic). We then played an acoustic show for the family which was our first "house party," and they were much appreciative. We then packed our cars in the rain and headed for Drew's friend's apartment in Berkeley.
When we arrived in Berkeley we were greeted by Lauren. Drew's friend was out of town so his girlfriend, Lauren, took care of us starting out with a few pulls from the whiskey bottle. We would come to learn that she was the coolest girl of all time. After chatting and getting our stuff out of the car and inside, we made our way to Beckett's Irish Pub by way of Lauren's borrowed Ford Expedition. We set up, rocked the packed house's face off, and then made way for the band after us. We rocked Beckett's so hard that they didn't care that we went over our bar tab maximum! Anyway, we stuck around a little while and then packed our gear into the Expedition and were shuttled back to the apartment by Lauren. More beer and the laying out of beds led us to the much needed sleep we needed.
In then morning we awoke to heavy rain and Jason in the middle of a tacoed air
mattress! We took our sweet time waking up, ate some pizza, drank a few cups of coffee and celebrated our mutual love for the religion of Mimosas Witnesses, then packed the cars. Thankfully we had a break in the rain. Our drive back down to LA was as good as it could be, we missed a lot of the rain, and we made it back home at our estimated time. Our trip was a success, mission accomplished! And here's to more frequent and lengthy trips as a band.
Cheers and Beers,
The Marietta James
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