Eric and I just drove the length and breadth of the US, playing gigs in the middle, out west, in Texas then Memphis, Chicago and ending in Rochester and Ithaca. I wish I could’ve written about it as it went on, but I was busy – so busy I almost forgot how to do anything but drive, set up and play, book gigs and hotels and find places to eat on Chowhound.
We’re doing a Hurricane Sandy benefit concert at our house in Catskill NY next Sat Nov 17, there are a few places left so join us to raise money for Occupy Sandy (we’re working out how to webcast the show, if you’re far away)
In the course of the tour, my dear friend Jim Wunderle passed away. We were lucky to have seen him in Springfield MO on this tour – since I’d met him when he’d engineered the Last Roundup record back in 1987 he always said “come play Springfield!” when I was touring and I’m so thankful we took him up on that this time, because he came out to see us along with a lot of the talents and oddballs of the place. We spent the night after the show at Wunderle’s house, and there was a massive picture in our room of Jim in the 70’s, onstage casting a spell on a raving crowd. I’d known him as someone who played occasionally and mostly worked behind the scenes. A self-professed curmudgeon, he often downplayed his charisma. Looking at this picture, it finally dawned on me I’d been hanging out with an absolute legend. I’ll always remember this tour as the one we drove 8,000 miles, saw America, looked for espresso, gave it our all and said goodbye to Wunderle.
St. Louis diner, Chuck Berry on the radio
You know you’ve arrived when…Springfield, MO
Where’s that Clutter place? Kansas prairie
Those wheels don’t roll.
I’ll take a Stetson, a vest…and one of them rifles. Laramie Wyoming
Minivan vs freight train. Wyoming/Utah border
Salt Lake City, Sunday morning. Looking for the Osmonds.
Somewhere near the Great Salt Lake.
Diddling is legal in Nevada.
Elko NV is full of cool signs and is a thoroughly depressing place.
Now this looks like a nice spot for a picnic.
Sorry, I just can’t get enough of the signs in Reno.
A few more…
No kayaks allowed in the cinema.
One more cup of coffee for the road.
Goodbye Funhouse, Seattle – I hardly knew you.
Portlandia is real.
Soda fountain, somewhere in Oregon
It still looks like the 70’s in Northern California…
Okay I lied. This place is in an outlet mall now, but really good.
When in doubt…
San Diego…wish we’d asked her advice before eating at the lousiest taco place ever.
2 speeding tickets in California break the tour budget.
Paso Robles. The view from our Christian B&B.
Dunes Wilshire motel in L.A. A decent old dump.
Tile at SO in L.A. Farmer’s Market. They had the best coffee (Verve) of the trip.
Phoenix – this place was pretty amazing too and hidden in an office block.
La Parilla Suiza was a good Mexican find just off I-10 near Tucson.
By the border, looking for food. Fell in love with Pepe’s Tamales off the interstate.
By the last week we were passing guitars out the hotel window to save time & energy.
Crazy San Antonio Barbq…she asked if we were w/the symphony.
Austin garden center, hipster-free oasis
Rick & Monica’s, Rochester