Hey folks. Here’s another story from Matt, on the road, on tour. I checked in with him this morning by phone. He doesn’t like texting, so I have to call the dang guy every time. He’ll be in Milwaukee the next couple days, then on his way to Pittsburgh, to play at The Andy Warhol Museum, which he’s super-pumped for. Enjoy!
Gig Log #4: The Cactus Lounge, Milwaukee
Had a really good experience at The Cactus Lounge. Venue wasn’t huge, but I liked the intimacy of it. For a Wednesday night, it was a decent crowd. I’d say 55-60 people. Set went well. Stand-out was Tranny Chaser, and a new untitled song I’ve been working on. Might as well try it out on the crowd.
The song is kinda about the difference between what we say, and how we feel inside. I NEVER like acting, meaning, I just like to be myself 24/7. I’m a weird, strange guy, but honest, and for the most part, enjoy other people’s company, as long as I have some time during the day for myself. That’s the best part of touring. You have your day getting to the gig. You put some tunes on the radio. Awesome time to just watch the street signs whizz by, and think about life, and what you want to accomplish.
After the show, I went up to the bar for a cranberry juice, and a girl from New Mexico comes up to me, and asks to buy me a drink. I put the cranberry juice down, and say, sure! As long as I can buy you one. She says, I’m in the mood for a Raspberry something. I say, ok. The bartender comes my way, and she says, I’ve been messing with this recipe I read about, let me make her a Raspberri Lemon Drop Martini. I say, sounds delicious! Why don’t you make that two.
I get to talking to this foxy chick, she’s in town for a conference, she’s a teacher. I say, I bet you could teach me a thing or two (as I elbow her). She giggles, and I’m on my way to winning this rodeo girl’s heart.
We end up in a diner at 3AM called the Greasy Fork. Really cool hipster 24hr breakfast spot. I order a Belgian Waffle with Strawberries. She orders a coffee, and some toast.
I say, what are you up to tomorrow?
She says, looking at her watch, uh…in about 4 hours, I have a seminar.
I say, that’ll be fun!
She rolls her eyes.
She says, where are you staying?
I say, the booker was kind enough to get me a good deal on a room at the Motel 6.
She says, why don’t you stay at my place?
I’m like, I could… but I have to warn you. I snore. Or so I’ve been told.
She says, that’s ok. I’ve got some earplugs.
I wake up this morning at around 10. New Mexico is gone, but there’s a note by the lamp by the side of the bed.
“Matt. Had fun last night. Why don’t you stick around? I’ll be done by 3.”