Men in Helicopters: Tour Post Number Four
Yeah, I know it's been awhile! Playing with Adrian Belew is so much fun I forget to do blog posts. I dedicate this post to "Men in Helicopters v4.0" from Adrian's new record Side Three. Another brilliant song. One of his best, for sure.
Anyway, today we're stuck in....
Tour Date Number Four: November 4th, 2006/Santa Fe Brewing Company
I woke up the next morning after being enticed and somewhat traumatized by "The Departed". Julie's boyfriend Matt and his friend had slept over and obviously had fun as evidenced by the neverending piles of discarded Tombstone's pizza crust. Unusually enough, I was the first person awake and decided to take advantage of this by going on the internet and eating danish. Soon everybody woke up and being in Santa Fe pushed us toward the decision of searching for the ultimate Breakfast Burrito. I'm not a fan of breakfast burritos -- I was much more interested in enchiladas. Adrian drove us downtown to the Market Square and we found a neat little self service spot that I can't remember the name of. The rest of the crew got breakfast burritos while I maintained my craving for enchiladas and inhaled them as I typically do. Afterwards we explored the artsy upper class area and there were rows of merchants with homemade jewelry. We ending up purchasing a nice set of earrings for my mom. There was also a cool guy who made Frank Zappa tiles. I say mass produce them!
After walking around aimlessly for what seemed like days, I persuaded the gang to walk 3 miles to the Camel Rock Suites.
Yes, I am insane.
Especially consdering there was very little pavement on the way back, and Julie was convinced she was the victim of deadly New Mexican bug bites. We sat in the hotel for roughly an hour and then we searched for the venue. "Genie" could not find the address for the Santa Fe Brewing Company so we followed Ade's engineer John Sinks' calm telephonic directions. I must say this was an outstanding place, truly designed for the touring musician. I loved the sound on stage during the soundcheck, and I was provided with a delicious Veggie Burger and salad. We were also at a massive 7,000 foot elevation. I'm surprised my ears weren't popping!
Saul Zonana called us out during his performance which was hilarious. Everyone looked at me like my hair was engulfed in flames after that. We went on and I knew right away that the night was going to be extra special. Adrian was excellent (duh!) and I'd like to thank the drinking crowd of Santa Fe for being loud. To future Adrian Belew concertgoers: Scream at any given time during the show, we love it.
My next post will drive us on up to Phoenix, Arizona where we played priceless guitars, introduced Dad into the touring crew, and ate expensive trail mix.