After such a wonderful showcase at Threadgill’s (check out
the vids!), Idaho has been uneventful music-wise. No, I did not go see Jessica
Simpson open for Rascal Flatts even though it was the only noteworthy **Cough**
music event (Yeah… right…). The withdrawal
symptoms have been trying. Obsessively looking at concert schedules, comparing
airline tickets and debating whether or not the credit card can handle another
adventure are some of the notable side-effects. But, when someone does schedule a show, the elusive
Texas-Music fan of Idaho thrives.
Yes, there is a larger population than just myself (but I guess large is
subject to interpretation). Upon
hearing of a concert opportunity the close-knit species immediately informs the
rest to clear their schedules because it is going to be a great night. This might seem over the top but hello,
if you miss a show in Texas wait a week and you can see who ever you missed
when they swing through town again.
Micky & the Motorcars recently played a show at what we affectionately refer to as the “Big Sleaze.” The girls and I met up for some dinner at a local pub and some of the ‘rents joined. And when I say ‘rents, I mean my friends parent’s who have been Muzzie Braun and the Boys fans for 15+ years. They even decide to venture out on a Wednesday night with the young crowd for a fantastic show. “The Warden” is never a disappointment for a concert.
