My tapes had been shitting the bed left and right. Rap’s Greatest Hits, New Kingdom, John Cougar Mellencamp. They were all getting warped.
I wanted to put Mickey on to Thin Lizzy, but the tape snapped. Emily grinded like a wild woman on taping it together. About an hour later, she patched it up. It was the most successful tape fixing I had ever seen. I could tell Mic was feeling Thin Lizzy on a real level. He’s got a certain headnod he does when it’s really going down.
Driving back into Baltimore, I was sad. The more I get a grip on things and learn to enjoy myself, the harder it is to say goodbye to anything, no matter how small. Part of me wished we were just starting a national mega-tour. On the other hand, I was glad not to be subjecting people to marathon drives or terrible shows. No one had to worry about taking time off work. In summation, it was tight.
For more pictures of this tour and other cool shit, go to www.alighttable.blogspot.com