Well, I'm finally back from the whirlwind Volumen Mini-tour of the northwest. I feel like I'm still recovering, though. This morning Simon (my five-year-old) asked me when I was getting my normal voice back. I wish I knew kid. I wish I knew. Anyway, we played 4 shows in 4 days and after the 2nd show I had already lost my pillow and my voice. After the 3rd show I had lost my credit card and any dignity and sanity I used to have.
The tour was awesome! We had really great turn-outs and we sold buckets of CDs and shirts and whatnot. Actually, the t-shirt sales weren't all good news. We discovered after the Seattle show that we had sold at least one shirt that still had the security tag on it. Whoops. Sorry about that folks. Just drive to Montana and we'll unlock it for ya.
Anyway, this is all leading up to a Ukulele video, right? Umm... yup. Here's the story. We played at the Sunset Tavern in Ballard (Seattle-ish). We played with Summer Babes (who are awesome) and two other bands who were fine, I guess? I was a little grouchy on stage because we weren't allowed to drink on stage. It's apparently against the law. But, for some reason $37 white belts and tight pants are totally legal. I'll let you figure that one out. So, after our set we all made up for lost time with something I like to call "Extra Beers". Then we loaded up our gear and drove to the afterhours at Jeff's house (Jeff is in Summer Babes and The Lights).
After arriving safe and sound we went across the street to The Buckaroo and had $2 cans of Olympia, pickled eggs and Misfits played super loud. They ran us out of there by bringing a motorcycle inside the bar and peeling out inside the bar. It was nuts.
So, we ran back to Jeff's house and decided to chill out. This started the impromptu Girl From Ipanema session you are about to witness. Keep in mind, Bob is our drummer and we'd never seen that keytar before. K. Here goes.