Okay, the Old Dog is back and ready to tell more about our trip and MAB's fantastic Birthday show. Please realize though, the Old Dog got into the beer the other day when I began telling about our trip because I was trying to find any excuse not to go out and mow the yard. I settled that issue because my younger Brother Blake is always looking out for me and trying to help this lazy old guy get by. I made a deal with Brother Blake the other day that I would gladly agree to give him my zero turn mower if he'd take on the responsibility of mowing my yard in the future for me. He agreed but he would have done it for me anyway, he certainly didn't need my mower to entice him into making the deal, his John Deere mower is bigger and better than mine. I must admit however his kindness did make me regret beating his ass up so often when we were kids. I'm sure he didn't "forget" but I'm happy he was able to "forgive". Ha!!! (he's a much better man than me).
Hey, funny back story about this Old Dog making my long as*ed posts the other day. When I quit posting to go downstairs to fix something to eat, my cell phone rang (which I rarely hear because I don't carry it with me, it sits on my kitchen counter). It was from MAB who had finished a performance tour with friends up the East coast and was sitting in the Columbus, Ohio airport (an hour and a half from my house). MAB thought it funny he left his destination, they sent him to Atlanta for a connection flight, that flight took him to Columbus for a connection flight to Nashville. No wonder most of us hate to travel by air. Anyway I explained to MAB I had been in the beer a little and answering some posts on SongRamp. He wasn't going to be in Columbus long and I was not in any condition to drive down there so we spoke for a few minutes over the phone and said "good-bye".
Okay, where was I with my story and recap of the MAB Birthday Show. Okay, allow me to give a short background story of the bar "Bobby's Idol Hour". I truly can't give you a history of the old hang out once frequented by the songwriters, musicians, Artist's, and label people of the 60's; but Bobby's Idol Hour has seen many different names and owners over the years, and is the last of the remaining hangouts on the legondary 16th Avenue. Like many other former historic sites, the bar is scheduled for the wrecking ball soon to give way to another high rise office building, Condo, or Apartment complex because of it's near location to downtown Nashville (as I understand it).
However; early Thursday morning the guys (Philboy, KevMo and I) wake up in our rented Nashville home to enjoy some coffee on the back deck (which didn't have a roof to keep out the sun and was nice in the morning before noon, but way to hot to enjoy in the afternoon). That morning Philboy and I left KevMo working on his computer to join MAB and his friends across town to BoJangles which was their favorite breakfast hangout. MAB had mentioned this spot before we arrived in town and mentioned we had to join him and meet his friends there. I didn't realize until Philboy arrived that morning BoJangles was the fast food place that was known for it's chicken and also the place that sponcered MAB's friend Doak with a few buckets of chicken during Doak's many years of his "3rd Sunday at 3:00" guitar pulls Doak held for many years. Once inside we met up with MAB and he introduced us to his friends. I've told this story before but it's worth mentioning they were a great group of people and a lot of fun to hang out with. They had so many stories we enjoyed but so many I won't even begin to tell you all of them. It's truly a case of "you would have to been there".
We ended up back at the rental house with KevMo and Philboy rehearsing their songs. The rehearsal's were particularly important because KevMo ( the better musician of all of us) had learned some lead guitar parts to add to Philboy's songs. I have to admit KevMo's part's added a lot to Philboy's songs and Philboy quickly got used to someone adding guitar licks to his songs. It worked out well.
Okay, we leave our rental house late Thursday afternoon and make our way through the Nashville traffic to 16th Avenue and the location for Bobby's Idol Hour; which was being hosted by MAB's friends Jalinda and Charles. Philboy was feeling pretty confident because his missed exit the day before allowed him to become more comfortable with our new route to get there. I think this was the trip that KevMo was sitting in the seat next to Philboy and relying on his GPS when Philboy made the now famous Yogi Berra statement "I Know Where It Is, I Just Don't Know How To Get There". Ha!!! KevMo and I laughed all the way to town over that one and we couldn't wait to share Philboy's statement with MAB and the others.
Okay, we arrived early enough to find a good parking spot (which is not easy to do). There was already a round going on before Philboy and KevMo were scheduled to go on; but the boys were early and ready to take the stage. This was about the time Jimbeau Hinson showed up thinking he was going to hear to famous artist "KebMO" I told you about in an earlier post. A funny story for all of us because Jimbeau didn't realize of Keven's nickname of "KevMo".
Okay, I don't want to go over my alotted words so I'll stop here and make another post. It will also allow me to make a trip downstairs to get another beer.
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