Nash Town

Told recently were you all that I had a post but failed to save and am thus unable to retrieve it anywhere. And I've tried. It told of my recent trip to NashVegas involving loads of travel problems (who cares?), many hours at airport bars (you care), meeting people who know my people from college days at said airport bars, and a night of honky tonkin' that had me making friends with one of the bands who had me sing a few verses at Tootsies, the most famous of the honky tonks, where if I had shown up a mere 15 minutes earlier rather than patronizing Layla's, which is right next door (they share a wall!) I would have seen Dave Grohl and a Zac Brown guitarist perform 2 songs before disappearing into the night. No idea who the band was that I watched at Tootsie's for no less than a couple of hours, but they were good. It was all covers - everything from Ratt to Waylon Jennings and all in-between. It was stellar. They played on the first floor. The stage is right next to the front door where I stationed myself early on with every intent to get the hell out of there. But they just kept playing good stuff. I tipped 'em a few times, became pals, sang a verse here and there, and before long was being referred to as this guy.....

...Chuck Goodman, by the band front man. I laughed. No one else knew who the hell he was talking about. I must have looked really tired. Other highlights were my meals at Biscuit Love, a rec by our good friend Mark, and Whiskey Kitchen. How could I not eat a joint called Whiskey Kitchen? Exactly. Our waitress who was a doll was (is currently) the backup singer for Tom Kiefer of Cinderella fame. Yeah, he still tours. She gave us the ins and outs of going on the road as a backup singer. Quite interesting. For about 4 minutes.

So that my friends is a very abridged version of my Nashville trip that delved into Park City, Utah too. Give me too Utah!, two firsts for the kid, but hopefully not the lasts.