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amanset tour journal 
04/04 NEW ORLEANS, LA The Headliner Always Arrives FIrst Here's the thing. We've been to New Orleans half a dozen times in as many years and always escaped without serious incident. Still, it's impossible for me to drive into this city without thinking I'm going to live out some voodoo nightmare (real or otherwise), or be attacked by some gay vampire (real or otherwise), so somebody's going to dose my muffelleta and steal my good kidney. On this trip, we added to the equation the weirdness of performing at the House Of Blues (and this is a multiplier). So we get stuff like, "You guys are gonna get a lot of walk up traffic after the LSU ladies basketball game lets out." or "so... y'all do mostly 'riginals?" But here's the cherry on this particular sundae. We get to the club (just a little before Pinback arrives), and the manager is in the middle of showing us the green room and fancy beer and couches and snacks and liquor when he realized we weren't Pinback and says, "Oh... sorry... y'all are the Analog Set... we got a case of Miller Lite upstairs in the kitchen." Then he goes on to explain that we're welcome to sit our asses down on the concrete floor and knock back a cool one amongst the pots and pans and grease traps and whatnot. |