Gold Grill Anyone?

Today's show in Sunrise Florida, at the Atlantic Bank Centre, (home of the Panthers) featured quite the host of local crew cats. Suddenly after having breakfast this morning i found myself wondering just how would i look with all of my front teeth replaced with a gold grill? Something tells me i would not be able to pull it off nearly half as well as several of the local crew members did today. Never have i seen so much gold in so many mouths as i did today. In the nicest way possible i think it actually affected some of their abilities to think properly and perform tasks that were asked. I seriously do mean that in a nice way as everyone was really friendly and such, just more interested in hanging out and chillen then they were in really working. The loaders on the dock kicked some serious ass though!
So show number two is in the history books and although i had a great day , my show did not go as well as i had hoped. I never missed any cues, but we had some wireless issues, and an acoustic guitar issue off the top as well. The later was actually the error of the guitar player and nothing to do with us. Anyways i am starting to learn that each day the boss is wearing in ears brings on a whole new host of challenges. Its a battle getting him comfy with them and working together on a song by song basis to perfect the mix. I am glad he is giving them a chance as i know its for his benefit, its just going to take sometime for the two of us to work out all issues.

Now remember that I have declared myself to be "the person under the stairs", or en francais, le personne en dessour la escalier (or something like that). Anyways for the rehearsals and production days in Jacksonville i took pride in the fact that not once did i hit my head, even the potential is plentiful to say the least. Well i have now made up for that and then some and have officially begun to keep track of the amount of times i hit my head. In fact the other night during load out i hit my head so hard that i knocked myself to the ground and ended up with quite the goose egg. Today I believe the overall end of day count was five total times i hit my head and one time smacking my funny bone. My kick ass teammate Marc actually hit his head so hard today that he decided to dull the pain by punching the dasher...I am not sure if that really worked out for him or not....

We now head to Tampa Bay followed by Atlanta. Our first three in a row of the tour. The nice thing about working for the maestro is that he never does more than 3 in a row...
im off to hit my cozy little bunk and read my book....
night