![SEPTEMBER 10 – HOUSE SHOW, CEDAR FALLS, IA [SHOW #79]
Day 92. 21,805 miles. Not having any place to stay in Milwaukee, we drive all night to Cedar Falls. Devin bravely takes the wheel and conquers the long dark drive. I’m in the passenger seat struggling to stay awake to keep him company. We plow through a handful of albums and try to keep conversation afloat. I watch the sunrise behind us in the mirror and we arrive in Cedar Falls at daybreak. We find a cheap-looking motel on University and pull in. It’s about 6:30 am and the office door was locked so we ring the doorbell to notify the desk clerk. Out walks a young, sleepy-eyed night audit attendant. We say we want a room and he says “That’ll be $59 plus tax.” I say “Well that’s more than we’d like to spend, can you go any lower than that?” “No,” he says, stone-faced. So we agree to pay and fill out some paperwork and he hands us a room key. “What time is checkout?” I ask. “Eleven,” he says. “And that’s tomorrow right, not today?” “No, that’s eleven today.” “We need a room for tonight,” I say. “We’re not here just to check out in four hours.” “Well I can’t check you in for tonight because the night audit still needs to be run.” “So how early can we get in?” I ask, annoyed. “Noon,” he says. So I hand him back the key and he returns our money and we walk out.”
Sitting in the van now, still in the motel parking lot, I tell the story to the rest of the guys, who are baffled and pissed. Patrick then calls the front desk and the guy picks up. “Yes hello,” Patrick says, “I’m coming in from out of town and I need to check into a room this morning. What’s the earliest I can check in?” “I’m unable to check you in until the night audit is run,” he answers. “And how long will that take, an hour? Two hours?” Patrick asks. The silent pause on the other end tells us that this guy has figured out it is us calling from outside. “About an hour,” he responds. “Ok, so we can check in at say, 8am?” Patrick responds. “Yeah,” he says. “Ok. Thank you.” Patrick says and hangs up the phone, and we leave the motel lot, never to return.
Later that afternoon, after sleeping throughout the day at Joel’s (of The Teddy Boys) house, we head into Cedar Falls and park at the house venue near College Street. We visit the Mohair Pear and visit with the owner Barb (of the band House Of Large Sizes) and shop around the store a bit. I find a sand-filled corduroy hacky-sac that I must have and I buy it. I meet up with Andrew, David and Devin down the street at Chubby’s for some 50 cent tacos. Sitting at the table I pull the hacky out and show the other guys, saying “I’ve decided to hippify this tour.”
Later, back at the house, we are hanging out in the front lawn with the other bands and folks waiting for a PA to arrive. I break away to the UNI campus, my alma mater, to take a stroll down memory lane. It’s been a number of years since I’ve stepped foot here, and I am equally surprised by the things that have changed and the things that have remained the same. It’s after 7pm on a Friday night, and the campus is dark and quiet. UNI has always been called a “suitcase college” because students take off on the weekends.
The house show that night, however, is pretty hopping. Plenty of people are at the place inside and out. The basement we played in is tiny, damp and dirty. A furnace and water heater separate the bands from the crowd, and the ceiling is barely over six feet from the floor. The Teddy Boys kicked things off, and they truly rocked the house! Their set was fantastic, totally raising the bar for everything to follow, and we were all fawning over them when they finished. During our set, I was constantly banging my noggin and bass head against the support beams and ductwork, and we were each tripping over each other throughout. Don and Tara came up from Washington (IA) for the show, and Don joined us once again on vocals, sax, and even bass guitar during Give It A Try. The small space was packed, and we were all drenched in sweat by the end. The local rap duo The Floods Of 2008 did their thing next, and their jams were silly and fun. The Tanks from Iowa City finished the night with a ferocious onslaught of their thunderous music. Everyone was completely blasted away at the end of the show, and much fun was had all-round.
The jam in the van: Velvet Underground White Light/White Heat, Of Montreal Cherry Peel, Gorky’s Zygotic Monci, The Beatles (The White Album Disc 2), The Beatles Love, Fishboy Albatross…,
The pet we met: Madison
The pad was rad: Joel
The fill of the bill: The Teddy Boys / The Floods Of 2008 / The Tanks
Patrick no last calls in Cedar Falls
Monument / Being Gone / Pacific Sunrise / Give It A Try / Cognac Dreams / Magic Circle Symphony / Don’t Go / When The World Sleeps](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8ponkeShh1qahyhxo1_500.jpg)
SEPTEMBER 10 – HOUSE SHOW, CEDAR FALLS, IA [SHOW #79]
Day 92. 21,805 miles. Not having any place to stay in Milwaukee, we drive all night to Cedar Falls. Devin bravely takes the wheel and conquers the long dark drive. I’m in the passenger seat struggling to stay awake to keep him company. We plow through a handful of albums and try to keep conversation afloat. I watch the sunrise behind us in the mirror and we arrive in Cedar Falls at daybreak. We find a cheap-looking motel on University and pull in. It’s about 6:30 am and the office door was locked so we ring the doorbell to notify the desk clerk. Out walks a young, sleepy-eyed night audit attendant. We say we want a room and he says “That’ll be $59 plus tax.” I say “Well that’s more than we’d like to spend, can you go any lower than that?” “No,” he says, stone-faced. So we agree to pay and fill out some paperwork and he hands us a room key. “What time is checkout?” I ask. “Eleven,” he says. “And that’s tomorrow right, not today?” “No, that’s eleven today.” “We need a room for tonight,” I say. “We’re not here just to check out in four hours.” “Well I can’t check you in for tonight because the night audit still needs to be run.” “So how early can we get in?” I ask, annoyed. “Noon,” he says. So I hand him back the key and he returns our money and we walk out.”
Sitting in the van now, still in the motel parking lot, I tell the story to the rest of the guys, who are baffled and pissed. Patrick then calls the front desk and the guy picks up. “Yes hello,” Patrick says, “I’m coming in from out of town and I need to check into a room this morning. What’s the earliest I can check in?” “I’m unable to check you in until the night audit is run,” he answers. “And how long will that take, an hour? Two hours?” Patrick asks. The silent pause on the other end tells us that this guy has figured out it is us calling from outside. “About an hour,” he responds. “Ok, so we can check in at say, 8am?” Patrick responds. “Yeah,” he says. “Ok. Thank you.” Patrick says and hangs up the phone, and we leave the motel lot, never to return.
Later that afternoon, after sleeping throughout the day at Joel’s (of The Teddy Boys) house, we head into Cedar Falls and park at the house venue near College Street. We visit the Mohair Pear and visit with the owner Barb (of the band House Of Large Sizes) and shop around the store a bit. I find a sand-filled corduroy hacky-sac that I must have and I buy it. I meet up with Andrew, David and Devin down the street at Chubby’s for some 50 cent tacos. Sitting at the table I pull the hacky out and show the other guys, saying “I’ve decided to hippify this tour.”
Later, back at the house, we are hanging out in the front lawn with the other bands and folks waiting for a PA to arrive. I break away to the UNI campus, my alma mater, to take a stroll down memory lane. It’s been a number of years since I’ve stepped foot here, and I am equally surprised by the things that have changed and the things that have remained the same. It’s after 7pm on a Friday night, and the campus is dark and quiet. UNI has always been called a “suitcase college” because students take off on the weekends.
The house show that night, however, is pretty hopping. Plenty of people are at the place inside and out. The basement we played in is tiny, damp and dirty. A furnace and water heater separate the bands from the crowd, and the ceiling is barely over six feet from the floor. The Teddy Boys kicked things off, and they truly rocked the house! Their set was fantastic, totally raising the bar for everything to follow, and we were all fawning over them when they finished. During our set, I was constantly banging my noggin and bass head against the support beams and ductwork, and we were each tripping over each other throughout. Don and Tara came up from Washington (IA) for the show, and Don joined us once again on vocals, sax, and even bass guitar during Give It A Try. The small space was packed, and we were all drenched in sweat by the end. The local rap duo The Floods Of 2008 did their thing next, and their jams were silly and fun. The Tanks from Iowa City finished the night with a ferocious onslaught of their thunderous music. Everyone was completely blasted away at the end of the show, and much fun was had all-round.
The jam in the van: Velvet Underground White Light/White Heat, Of Montreal Cherry Peel, Gorky’s Zygotic Monci, The Beatles (The White Album Disc 2), The Beatles Love, Fishboy Albatross…,
The pet we met: Madison
The pad was rad: Joel
The fill of the bill: The Teddy Boys / The Floods Of 2008 / The Tanks
Patrick no last calls in Cedar Falls
Monument / Being Gone / Pacific Sunrise / Give It A Try / Cognac Dreams / Magic Circle Symphony / Don’t Go / When The World Sleeps-
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