Actually, our rental vehicle here is not a Chevy but a Dodge, ten years old, with a new interior and a new engine, roomy and comfortable. Germans have told us they never see anything like it here. We suspect it may have originally belonged to the US Army. The original camo paint has been brushed over with a coat of gray so that it looks like a prison van and gives us a Cool Hand Luke vibe when we roll into town. Adults stare and children point.
But our work here is better than swingblading roadsides. The first three gigs have gone well and have been a lot of fun. Here’s video. Last night in Hard, Austria, we were finally able to get full night’s sleep in a real bed.
Charlie Barnet, one of my favorite 1940s big band leaders, summed up life on the road this way: “You stay tired, dirty and drunk.” Seventy years later many things have changed, but we’re still doing well to avoid any one of those three. This morning I hit the trifecta. I’ll enjoy it while I can. It will be impossible to maintain.
Monday is another day off. Then we will put our heads down for twelve straight nights of shows, including a private party not on the posted schedule. Internet connection is hard to find. I will post this when I can.
No, we’re not the jet set.
We’re the Jones and Wynette set.
But ain’t we got love.