So we packed up last Thursday and began our journey toward Charlotte, North Carolina. We met up at Summertown about 1pm and the heat outside was starting to peak for the day. As we entered the blue bullet (our van) it felt as if it had been preheating to bake a casserole for the last 4 days. In addition, our air conditioner does not work so add about 15 degrees or so when you pack in 8 sweaty humans. It’s also starting to smell like beef stew inside but I don’t mind because I love beef stew. Anyway, the heat was intense but not enough to stop the guvs from rockin. The trip went pretty smoothly and about 4 to 5 hours later we arrived at our bed and breakfast, casa de Hicks. The Hicks family had a soul food dinner waiting on us when we got there so we stuffed our faces and got a chill in before we headed to the venue. We played at a place called the Evening Muse which is located in a pretty cool area of Charlotte called the NoDa district. We were the second band on a three band bill so we got to play for a good hour or so. After rockin the beautiful people of Charlotte we hopped in the bullet to head back to casa de Hicks fer some late night buffalo dip and nanner puddin….oh yeah and some chocolate chip cookies and maybe some sweet tea…durdy deed. I also had a dream that I was a covert FBI agent that did nothing but beat the crap out of evil doers. Once finished, I would hop in the passenger seat of a Ferrari with a driver that looked like Carl Winslow from the famous 90′s situational comedy called “Family Matters.” (wordy sentence). Rockin Night.

We arise the next morning to some coffee, bagels, and a cornucopia of various pieces of fruit, thank you Hicks family. Once we recharge it is time to hop back in the van and sweat out some more miles on our way down to Atlanta Georgia. We were on the road for about 5 and a half hours in the van so again we are covered in sweat and exhausted. We were performing at Smiths Olde Bar which is an awesome venue with tons of history. Check it out if your ever in Atlanta. The load in is an equivalent to a navy seals survival drill….so many stairs….so many stairs. After conquering that hurdle we go down ta get some hot ham and chee to replenish our energy…. deep fried tots were also involved. We finished our dinner and went backstage to center our chill. Thank you to the openers Blue Remedy and No Parachute who rocked out as well. Now it was our turn to rock. We dug deep into our souls so we could give Atlanta a good show. So rockin, so raw, so durdy. Happy Birthday to Eric Savage, aka “Pepper jack Pete”. I love it.

- Cozmo