Tonight we played in Barre, at a little place called Espresso Bueno, which had only recently begun hosting shows, but which gave us everything a traveling band like us could ask for - free coffee, free (and delicious) sandwiches, and a nice local crowd to see us play. Shout out to the seventy-year-old man dancing in the front row.
We played with our old friends the Pilgrims, who hiked up from Windsor to the south, they played a great set featuring plenty of barnstormers from their new album BU$$ (check them out @pilgrimsvt posthaste if you don’t already know). Lake Superior from nearby Montpelier were the stars of the night, playing a great set on top of lending us their gear, helping us load in, and showing us around town.
Barre was a nice little town from what we saw before the show - friendly folks, wonderful weather, and a great barbershop located right next to the venue in Downtown Styles. Mark and I finally got the tour haircuts we’d been planning since Thursday (Mark’s looks great, but mine was at least two months overdue). We stayed at the place of one of Lake Superior’s friends, a man known for his BIG HAT and his BIG TRUCK, neither of which disappointed our expectations, and which Mark can attest were almost Texan in their proportions. We went to bed beneath a ceiling lamp adorned with brightly-colored rocket ships and planetoids; all the better to inspire us to even greater heights than even tonight’s show over the rest of the tour.
I mean, we actually sold records! When does that ever happen?