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Toad's Place. Medeski, Martin, and Wood. Last night. WoW! Toad's is quickly becoming my very favorite small venue. No matter when we get in line, we always seem to get there at a good time, and we always have a good spot with a view of the band. It's got this great small club feel, with the possibility of anyone playing there...no matter how small or big. The Stones opened their '89 tour at Toad's! If you scan the posters hanging across the ceiling you'll see everything from the Talking Heads to Dizzy Gilespie to Count Basie to Slayer! Phish played a few shows there in 1990. So far we've seen The Reverend Horton Heat, Les Claypool, and MMW. We may check out Galactic next week. This depends on funds and the level of tiredness at concert time. Apparently Toad's started out as a French Restaurant that served frog legs, and as the restaurant business dwindled live entertainment was brought in...and it grew and grew and grew. And now Toad's is know by promoters everywhere as a fantastic place to do business with...bands actually contact them to play there!!
In addition to my post MMW joyful stupor, it's absolutely beautiful out today. The suns shining, the trees are bright yellow-orange-red. AND, I might have a new bike tonight. Nothing exciting. Jake scored a couple old beaters for us to cruise around town on. Apparently mines a reaaaallly ugly orange. WOO-HOO. If any ugly color suits me, it's ugly orange. I can't wait.