You think loading up a 9 or 10 piece band into a cargo van and cruising around Music City is easy? Hell, its bad enough trying to get everybody together at home. But, we did it, and for a couple tacos and a liberal view on bar tabs, we'd take Blue Steel to your hometown too. The unfortunate thing about our ride is the high seat to cheeks ratio. Here, Crab Louie's face perfectly exemplifies how it feels to lose at Noot d' noot musical chairs.
Vistas. We're seriously considering adding a "scenic backdrop" requirement to our rider. Our man in Nashville, Joe Baine Colvert, put us up proper with flatscreens and Fat Tire, as well as this lovely view of Brentwood, Tennessee.
When Noot comes to town, it may be a good idea to go ahead and reserve the top floor of your local Irish pub in case the band needs to sit for a spell and unwind. Suggested recreational activities include darts, chess, checkers, and Jameson.
"Oh, and hey, um, Grimey's Records? This is Electro Siren. I think we're gonna be a little bit late for that in-store. Circuit Diva and I are all heeped up on Irish Coffee."