Date line February 4th, 10:25 a.m. in a luxury high rise some where in downtown Toronto.
We rocked the house once again. It was a Tues. night in Toronto at Sneaky Dee's, but right now let's get in our time machine and go back to Cleveland. We pulled out of Erin's very cool rock n' roll house and headed for Pittsburgh, home of the Steelers and Get Hip Records. It was a short drive for a change. We didn't get lost and the weather was good. What more could the Gentleman Jesse Paul Collins Beat road show ask for? Not much, maybe a few beers and a steak sandwich. We had been forewarned that today was going to be madness because of Superbowl Sunday but we were not worried. We were road dogs and nothing was gonna fuck us up now.
We got to Dan the promoter's house and chilled out while some chick who was the girlfriend of one of the roommates screamed her head off at every play the Steelers made. Soon it was time to head over to Belevedere's and get ready for one more night of rock n' roll. The place was pretty cool, one big open area with lounge chairs and pool tables kinda like a big rec. room. We hung out and waited for the game to end and downed whiskeys and beer. The game was a close call and the place went ballistic when the Steelers pulled it out of the bag at the last minute. Then the whole town exploded into mayhem, it wasn't long before the streets where filled with rabid cops with batons getting ready to smash in the heads of the exuberant fans, just another Superbowl Sunday in Pittsburgh.
We managed to get a good turn out and as usual both bands cranked out high octane rock n' roll to the avid fans. Gentleman Jesse and his Men just keep getting better and better. I really like this band a lot, yes you could say that I have come to know and love them. Not something I have the occasion to say too often about a group of young men from Atlanta, murder capital of the world at the moment.
Then it was my turn and we tore the roof off the sucker so to speak, Gregg and Barbara from Get Hip were there and it was important for me that they saw and heard how good Jesse, Warren and Dave where as my back-up band. They were duly impressed and Gregg went as far as to say that I had found my Steve Huff with Jesse. That's saying a lot but I could not help but agree. The boys went back to Dan's and I spent the night at the lovely home of Gregg and Barbara in a very upscale neighborhood somewhere in the suburbs of Pittsburgh. In the morning we all met up at Get Hip headquarters, an immense warehouse filled with thousands upon thousands of records and CDs, turntables, amps drums and every other item that you could somehow connect to rock n' roll. I did my mail order, signed records for Gregg and the boys went hog wild going through the GET HIP warehouse on a record buying spree from hell. A good time was had by all and we pulled out of Pittsburgh, got on the highway and pointed the by now completely covered in US road dirt Silver Bullet Van in the direction of Baltimor,e birthplace of Greg Kihn and many more rock n' roll legends that we dont even know about... To be continued.
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