PLUMP at ZAPATOS on SEP 24

Back at Zapatos--we had the guys from Helix in San Marcos playing with us. Al had some stuff he had to do in Houston that required him to drive up alone and late, so Josh, Jason, and I were doing the driving and set-up of the PA. The set-up of the PA was going to prove tricky, in that Al is our primary sound person. Luckily, the guys in Helix got there before we did, and so were ready to help us load-in. Also, Josh did a hell of a job getting the PA and speakers and monitors going (which is not an easy task given our set-up) and we got Helix sound-checked and going for their set.

Helix brought out some friends and such from both San Marcos and some friends from College Station, so they definitely had the crowd up and going early. Al literally showed up during Helix's final note, which allowed us to breathe a sigh of relief, because 2 hours of bass-sax-drums might have been interesting for a short bit, but it would have gotten very old very fast.

There was a good crowd at Zapatos, and everybody seemed to be up and dancing. One of the more interesting parts of the evening happened when some dude got tackled by the police in the crowd, got hand-cuffed, and then dragged out of the venue. It happened in the middle of a rocking jam--so I really almost missed it. Apparently the cops had seen this dude doing something he ought not to have done out in some parking lot, and the dude had run into Zapatos, and the police had faithfully chased him in there. And by gawd, what do you know but they (the cops) managed to catch up with him (the dude). The dude went down like a ton of bricks. Only at a PLUMP show.

We got some nice congrats afterwards, and then we headed back to Houston. There is a particular gas station about 20 miles outside of College Station in Navasota that we like to stop at at 3 am on the way back. They have a lady there that is making tacos (fresh) at 3 am. That's crazy. I actually don't eat the tacos anymore because they are of varying quality, and when I do happen to eat them the tacos (regardless of quality) put me in an immediate food coma. This time, 3 of us went in, as Josh was passed out leaning forward in the seat belt. He missed nothing, as the coffee at this place is always extremely bad.