On Saturday night, I performed my typical roadie-groupie-photog role for Mark's band as they played their first paying gig at Bunker Sports Cafe in Leesburg. It was American Giant's chance to make a good impression on both the booking agent and the club manager, two characters who are key to any band's success. It was just an opening gig, but the headlining act, Kelly Bell Band, is supposedly a pretty big name, so it seemed like a good opportunity.
Too bad nobody showed up.
OK, well, that's not entirely true, there were about 50 people there. It was a biiiiiiig bar, so it just seemed empty. But everyone present seemed to be enjoying themselves. *And* there were chix dancing. *And* there were no big throngs showing up for the headlining act either. So we'll consider it a success!
On Sunday, we babysat our 2-year-old nephew, James. He is one funny little dude. It was the perfect chance to get silly, play with cars, and read Dr Seuss. What more could you ask for on a Sunday afternoon? And just as he started to get cranky, we gave him back. That's what *I'm* talkin about. Life is good!
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