Intimate is not quite strong enough a word to describe just how cozy the Metropolitan Kitchen venue was last night. Bill & Frank & I, all had been in bigger living rooms. Patterson played 2 relatively short, but thoroughly enjoyable sets; before a sparse but appreciative audience. He seemed very comfortable and remarked several times how much he liked the place & the sound. He told some good stories about some of the songs. The back history of Margo & Harold & a new song, Better Than The Truth, were especially entertaining. Tyler, whose family made up a goodly portion of the first show's 'crowd', got a request fulfilled; when he got Patterson to play the rarely played Little Bonnie. Another couple, celebrating their anniversary, got their wish; when he played Tornadoes for them. I didn't make any requests, though I would've liked to hear Santa Fe or Your Daddy Hates Me. Maybe @ The Birchmere tonight.
He played a wide range of his stuff from Adam's House Cat to 'Heat Lightning' & even a brand new one that he played for the first time, Forged In Hell. It was a poignant number about a friend of he and his wife, Rebecca, who had been in bad motorcycle accident. She wasn't supposed to survive, but miraculously did somehow. The song is about her struggles as she overcame the overwhelming odds. It's a beautiful song that is so brand new, that Patterson had to read the words as he sang them. I'm sure that he (and all of us) will know all the words before long. Speakin' of remembering the words, Penny's lovely friend Cher, had to help Patterson when he had a brain cramp durin' Sinkhole. It was chuckles all around as she belted out "The house has stood through 5 tornadoes" durin' his pregnant pause. Speakin' of my 'neice' Cher, I have a world of new respect for her; as I just discovered last night that she is a roller derby queen. I'll bet she's a real fireplug when she straps those skates on. My money's on her when the elbows are thrown.
I had a sensational time. I got to see my favorite rock vixen princess, Penny, again. That alone was worth the price of admission. I got to see my favorite line leader, Tyler & Frank from Philly & of course Bill (who may be the nicest person I have ever met). Also, incredibly, I ran into my best buddy, Larry; on the sidewalk between shows. I talked him into seeing the 2nd set & he had a great time too. That's prolly more from us partying into the wee hours with the pretty Carolina girls, Stephanie & Crystal; than anything Patterson did, though. Those crazy ladies may have us talked into the Asheville shows. I hope everyone made it home safely. Now I've gotta get my second wind for the Birchmere.
A thousand clusterfucks will not kill my tiny light