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Posted on 18th August 2009
As rumored on the Internet, particularly this website, this past Friday the Walter Schreifels Band (a/k/a Walter, Andy Action, Arthur Smilios, and me) rocked Mojo 13 in Wilmington, Delaware like we were in some kind of goddamn contest that involved rocking the fuck out of people and also having on really great outfits. As the video above will attest, we delivered on our promise. The sound of the video isn’t that great, but I am pretty sure you can feel the heat nonetheless.
Before the show, we went down the street to the Goodwill store. I don’t think anyone bought anything, but dammit we sure did try. At one point, when all the other guys were over in the clothing section of the store, I wandered over to the section of the store that sells used coffee mugs, old VHS tapes, and other stuff people don’t want. It was there that I found a used home electrolysis kit. I giggled to myself and thought about taking the used home electrolyis kit over to the clothing section to show the other guys and make a joke to them like “Hey, guys- do you think I should buy this used home electrolysis kit or what?” But then I realized that it wasn’t nearly funny enough to walk across the store to do. Sometimes you have to pick your battles, especially after a long drive. I couldn’t be wasting my rock energy on making electrolysis kit jokes even though sometimes they are really funny.
After I didn’t make any jokes about used home electrolyis kits at Goodwill, all the guys in the band plus Cache Tolman, Walter’s bandmate from Rival Schools, headed down the street to eat at a place called Bourbon Street, which- as hinted at in the name- is New Orleans-themed in nature. At one point there was talk of going to a place across the street from the rock club called Mr. Pasta, which- as hinted at in the name- is a pasta-based restaurant. If you like pasta, you could do a lot worse than to go to Mr. Pasta, especially if you live in Wilmington, Delaware and are standing right in front of it like we were when we were seriously considering eating there for a second. I really hope I get to find out what makes Mr. Pasta tick one day.
At Bourbon Street, we had a nice waitress named Amanda who made us feel as if we had been magically whisked a way to a street called Bourbon. I ate some jambalaya, Andy ate some gumbo and a sandwich, Walter ate a salad with some shrimp and too much dressing, Arthur ate a veggie Po’ Boy and some fries, and I’m not sure what Cache ate because he was sitting at the other end of the table and was playing it close to the vest. Whatever it was though, I am pretty sure he enjoyed it a whole bunch.
After we got done totally eating stuff at Bourbon Street, we headed back down to the rock club to commence rocking. You can watch 29:04 of what happened above. The songs are in a different order than we played them, but that makes it more fun for me to watch that way as it messes with my head. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it a whole bunch.
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