Wow, what a day. We pulled into the gig at 10 am after an 800 mile ride. I walked off the bus, down to the boardwalk and took in the view for about 30 seconds. Then my phone rang and Alex, our guitar player, told me his daughter had been born and he had to get back to Austin. Mind you, he'd been in Atlantic City for a total of four hours.
I found him a flight out of Philly, but it's 60 miles to the airport. We called ChickenMan, a fan club guy we've all come to know and love. ChickenMan has a tattoo of ML's face and signature on his arm. A little wierd, but actually he's probably the most normal fan we have. ChickenMan was already in town and loaded Alex in his car and drove him to the airport to fly out.
Kline stepped in and played all of Scotty's parts and Scotty played all of Alex's parts. The show went great. John Eddie opened up. He's such a great guy and he played his ass off. The crowd loved him.
After the night was over, I just realized the irony of what happened. We had a guy named ChickenMan in Atlantic City and he drove to Philly. A little too ironic, I really do think.
On the way to Tysons Corner, VA for a day off tomorrow.
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