The Ramblings of a Gen Xer

Monday, July 19, 2010

Two Nights & Whiskey Dawn


Okay, think I've have had enough rest over the last few days to sit in front of the screen without my eyes getting blurry to keep the Whiskey Bottle rollin'.

The Whiskey Dawn Summer tour continues to march with the DWhisks playing back-to-back gigs in hometown Buffalo, NY.

I have to say it is an honor and privilege to play at the club Lance Diamond built, The Elmwood Lounge. As soon as you walked in, there was this certain antiquity that spoke as clear as the mirrored dance floor. The place has an energy, and don't want to get too Shirley McClain on you, that brings out the entertainment spirit of those who walk the hallow parkay dance floor.

First up in the evening was a long-time friend from Fredonia NY, Mickey Dead. He strummed out his blend of acoustic Sid Barrett means Bob Dylan until his fingers began to catch on the strings. Not sure what this meant but he was done for the evening. The DWhisks appreciated his efforts and look forward to playing out with him again after his fingers heal and the blood transfusion takes hold.

Next in line was the talented Megan Callahan who brought her unholy cast of Macbeth to hear her brand of Americana folk-rock music. Being the show person she is, Megan did a fine job keeping folks entertained and drinking at the bar. She finished her set sometime after midnight with the bar patrons electrified for more music.

DWhisks went on at Midnight or so and played two of our best sets in the tour. The band had a blast, those who stayed with us until 3 AM danced and loved the music, and the whiskey kept flowing. A special Whiskey Bottle shout out to our friends Michael Wrona, Val Dunne, the black dude and his girlfriend that jived to to music all night and our old friend, Tom Doeseckle aka Rusty Jack.

Highlights of the evening included a well placed "That's what she said" by the legendary Lance Diamond with the low point being me spilling beer in one of our fan's lap.

Afterwards off the DWhisks went to Bob Rich's man-cave for more music, hamburgers and beer. Emerging from the cave at 5:30 am, it truly became the Whiskey Dawn tour. In hindsight, it was crazy to stay out all night considering we had another late-night gig at Club Diablo, but its all part of becoming immortal rock-stars, ain't it?

Club Diablo is the type of place Dick Whiskey belongs. The concept, the house of Satan and his evil vices, the stainless-steel bathrooms, and as many tattoos and body piercings as a carny working the Erie County Fair.

I just don't think the clientele belongs there.

Supposing after coming from the high of the Elmwood Lounge my expectations of playing this bar were set a tad too lofty. Don't get me wrong, I was grateful to The Pillagers for asking us to play in the evening and the band played one of the tightest sets to date. Overall, the gig was great for Dick Whiskey.

Sometimes you get that feeling that a great set with all the effort, sweat and work, gets wasted on a crowd? Kinda like "great music, wrong place".

Or as our illustrious Mystic Cowboy, Bob Kupczyk says, "It is what it is".

The DWhisks will be in action for the Buffalo Infringement Festival. One of the gigs will be an acoustic set, sort of the softer side of Dick Whiskey. Hope to see y'all there!

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