We scored a 1pm checkout from our Portland hotel, and I chilled in the lobby while the rest of my car stuffed face at Denny’s across the street. The drive to Eugene was short, and we went straight to the venue since our hotel was out of town on the way to the next show. The venue was another big and intimidating room, and I was back to using a different rented Ampeg head. I thought the sound on stage was better than Portland, though.
After soundcheck, I ate at a Japanese restaurant down the street, with Jay Haser, a bass buddy from MI who I hadn’t seen since 2003 I think. Oregon was certainly THE state for seeing old friends, and Jay was totally “rad” all around. That’s his catch word, and I’m determined to work it into my vocabulary. Anyway, the restaurant had this rad electronic toilet with all kinds of buttons to blast your ass with liquids or air or whatever suits your fancy. I won’t tell you what suited mine. Speaking of toilets, check out the funny sign posted in the bathroom in the backstage greenroom!
After the show, we drove an hour to our hotel and fell down for 6 hours before an early start to Chico the next day.
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