Friday November 12

If you are a band from Houston (or if you are a band based outside of Houston for that matter) the Continental Club is a really good place to play. For some reason or other, over the storied and hallowed history of PLUMP, we had never played there. Until tonight. Continental Club is modeled, named after, and is loosely affiliated with the Continental Club located in Austin. They have some guy that serves great BBQ, they have cheap lone star for the bands, they have a very nice backyard patio, and they are the crown jewel of the development of mid-town Houston. They also have a strange and interesting man that apparently helps direct people (and bands) where to park. This dude wearing full camo kindly directed me to free parking. He then proceeded to regal me for 5 to 10 minutes about this major cold front thunderstorm that would be sweeping into the area in the next few hours. I am not much of a weather watcher, nor do I typically heed the ramblings of loopy individuals wearing camo who are obsessing about major storms moving in, and in this situation I was not only not prepared to heed but in fact I did not heed his warnings. BUT, I will now say that I owe this this guy an apology as he would later prove to 100% correct. His ability to listen to a weather scanner that reported an incoming thunderstorm and then accurately relate the report's contents to all pedestrians and bar patrons was uncanny.

In the one instance of my being able to get a word in edgewise with the friendly but slightly strange attendant, I inquired about the seemingly 25 year old RV with the door open that was in the parking lot. The attendant told me it belonged to one of the owners. Though I don't personally own an RV, I am definitely a fan, and was notably impressed with this RV. I wanted to run over and check out the inside, but I was too scared and shy.

PLUMP was playing with Ryan Scroggins and the Trenchtown Texans, who are a great band, and another ska band from the area who for the life of me I can't remember the name of but who were pretty darn good. PLUMP played first. The crowd was smaller than we typically like to play for, which is our fault as much as anybody. But we played a nice short set. All the PLUMP girlfriend's were in attendance, which is always nice. One friend of said girlfriend asked me why I played on a pink drumset. I responded that the drumset was in fact blond maple wood color. She told me that in the lights it looked pink. I tried to take a look at what she was talking about from her angle, and I decided that maybe she should consider putting on some camo and helping the guy outside with the parking.

The nice thing about playing first in a 3-band show in Houston at a bar with a nice outside patio and all the PLUMP girlfriends in attendance is that we have a right smart little after show get together in the back with lone star beers and cigerette smoking a-plenty. Very enjoyable. Until all of a sudden it started getting very cold and raining, and we had to leave. Well played camouflage parking guy, well played.