Zoo Bar Jam 1-15-09 Big Boy Little Band

Zoo Bar
3000 Connecticut Ave.
Washington, DC

This has been a rock 'n' roll week. Now, if I could just get the sex and drugs up to this level, I'd be well on my way to fulfillment of the Trinity.

So, to start from the beginning, Zoo Bar was packed on Thursday, filled with some of the finest things that have ever stepped foot on Connecticut Ave to smoke a cigarette in the single digits. I showed up my usual 10 min. before the gig, hustled all my stuff in, parked, went to the Back Room to get that chair I put my amp on..

..and I were devasted.

The Back Room was gone!

It just fucking disappeared!

Apparently, Steve is expanding the kitchen at the expense of the Back Room. Now, I really respect the man, his business sense, and any decision he makes for his Bar, but that doesn't mean I didn't cry a little tear on the inside.

I can't very well read-Dan-Savage-on-the-day-it-comes-out-in-City-Paper if there's no Back Room. I can't very well sit and talk with Robbie about how I fucked up "Get Out My Life, Woman". And I can't very well have only two choices: the loud, dark Bar (which is generally where I prefer to hang out in general, but, sometimes, it can be a bit intense) or Outside, which you may have noticed is fucking Arctic lately.

But, I'll manage.

On the upside, the Band is starting to sound a lot tighter and we're working in a lot of new stuff due to practices. This is not your grandfather's Big Boy Little Band.

I didn't realize this would take that long; See you at JV's tonight.

Next: JV's tonight and I post about the poetic seaside town of Annapolis...Annapolis Gone Wild. Oh, and Glen-Echo-InauguraDancefest.