This and That

by Geoff Young on Jul 16, 2003

So my drummer and I are in El Cajon Saturday night (big news in itself, since I very seldom venture east of I-15–or west of I-5 for that matter; my world is pretty small, but it’s a happy place so I’m okay with that), scoping out a place we’re going to play next month. The stage is right up against part of the bar that faces the street. There’s barely enough room for these four guys and their equipment.

But the place is pretty mellow. They serve Guinness (in a bottle), which is good for El Cajon. Couple of pool tables. Big, comfortable patio out back for folks who want to smoke but not hang out on the street. Karaoke during the week, live bands on the weekends.

Anyway, it was cool to see another band play. I’m terrible at supporting the local music scene, mainly because I’m incredibly lazy and I have a hard time separating myself from the sofa. But these guys were good. And they played Little Feat. Nobody plays Little Feat. Or Steve Earle. When’s the last time you heard Steve Earle in a bar? Or maybe I just go to the wrong bars. Or when I go to bars, it’s because my band is playing and we don’t play Little Feat or Steve Earle…

All-Star Game

Picking the team is still more fun than watching the game. So I didn’t. I understand that a player from the fifth worst team in all of baseball ultimately decided home-field advantage for the World Series. So if Kansas City (.554 WinPct) meets Atlanta (.656) in the World Series, a seventh game would be played at Kauffman Stadium because of Hank Blalock and an old used car salesman with a bad ‘do. I sure hope it doesn’t come down to that. Because then the All-Star game will have meant something this time. But it won’t be what Bud Selig wanted it to mean.

Other Stuff

That’s all for now. More as it happens…

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