Met up with the band at Adelphia Music Hall in Marietta, Ohio, two hours before tonight’s show.
At the two-hour mark, Girlyman’s minds are on dinner and soundchecking. Not necessarily in that order of importance.
Though dinner came first: in the green room, Ty, Doris, and JJ passed what became several communal plates around the table.
“Try this.” “What did you get?” “Can I have half?” “Here, finish this.”
Doris tried what Ty ordered. JJ polished off a quarter of Doris’s burger. And Nate finished before everybody, and sat back in a chair with a laptop, printing out the set list.
Downstairs, friends and opening band Coyote Grace was soundchecking their set. Nate listened in the in-ear monitor. And when he heard they were ready for Girlyman to join soundcheck (the bands are playing some songs together), dinner was over. Forks hit the plates. And Girlyman bounded downstairs to the stage.
Outside the venue after soundcheck, a guy named Bill, who’s hearing Girlyman play for the first time tonight, smoked a pipe, and said he hoped the venue would allow dancing.
This sounded like good dancing music to him.
Showtime at 8pm.
Aww, man!! I wanna be your personalize toureporter!! ( I made that word up, in case you couldn’t tell)!! Have fun! Hugs to all the GracieGirls or GirlyGraces or CoyoteMen…whatever you call your collective bad-ass selves, you are definitely a breed unto your your own, nay…a *species* unto your own!
heyyyyy thats me!