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Of Phonebooths and Negotiations

On 2012/09/18, in Gigs, On the Road, by Flash

So here we are again, a couple days till our gig in San Francisco and Django has still not come back with the bus. We are stranded here till he gets back. We received a disquieting phone call from the man himself five days ago.  Django may not carry around a cell phone, but he does know how to use a payphone… although findin’ one these days is sorta like huntin’ dinosaur!

Photo: Xnatedawgx – CC 3.0

And that’s precisely where he called us from to “enlighten “ us to the fact that in order to get the bus back he had to spend all the band’s money…money that was supposed to be reserved for payin’  the sound guy that mixed the Alcohol of Fame album (due out any day now). Of course Django assured me there was NO reason for worry, but that he would have to make a side trip to arrange some “negotiations”.  Django says he’s known this dude forever and everything will be cool, but this picture I found of him makes me nervous about the WAY Django said the word “negotiations”!


In any event, if everything goes well, Django will have the bus back here just in the nick of time (as per usual) and we should all be at the gig at  on Thursday,  September 20th in San Francisco at    50 Mason Social House

Crossing fingers – sometimes ya just gotta close your eyes and have faith!

 

Sometimes the most dangerous thing about life on the road can be the downtime time between gigs. It’s a good thing we’ve had off since Reno. I mean, we have tour bus issues to deal with and this whole last year has been pretty non-stop with recording, and rehearsing, and videos, and shows etc., etc. so some R&R is well received – BUT… Once again Django has somehow convinced us to let him go off by himself to get our tour bus back and return the loaner to whoever he got it from (sometimes it’s better that we don’t know the details about these kind of things;) He’s left us at some two bit, flea bag motel  without transportation (I’m not even sure what town we’re in yet). All the gear is piled into one of the 3 rooms we had to book to fit us all in.

Django Mack – DownTime

The one thing he did not leave behind with us – the contents of the liquor bar we kept on the bus! There was enough whiskey in that mini bar to last Django ten days!


Strangely that is coincidentally the same number of days till the September 20th show in San Francisco at 50 Mason Social House ! (furrowing brows in concern as I write this).

So now it’s just about killin’ time and biting fingernails till Django gets back with the bus!

 

He Left His Heart in San Francisco

On 2012/09/07, in Gigs, On the Road, by Flash

RENO has come and gone! We had a few days off after that gig…all of which (including the gig) are now a blur (after some heavy celebration). The long awaited album is finished and at the presses and (unbeknownst to us) some of those times Django had been disappearing, he was not simply slipping off to some clandestine tavern!

Turns out he was shooting back and forth from San Francisco and sneaking in a second music video shoot (for “That’s Life”) we knew nothing about! He finally let the cat out of the bag…

AND if that’s not enough to celebrate, management just booked us a gig in San Francisco on Thursday, September 20th (8:00 PM to 10:00 PM) at Ed Ivey’s – 50 Mason Social House. This is the first Django gig in San Francisco in many years and we are all excited to be back! So come on down!  Ed’s an old friend who mixes great drinks, and Django Mack will be slingin’ tunes.

I know you’ll have a great time.

 

The Road to Reno

On 2012/08/31, in On the Road, by Flash

Nope that’s not a Bob Hope/Bing Crosby film. It’s where we are right now, with Django Mack in a hot and noisy Havana tour bus. We called in a big favor to get someone to come get the ‘DjangoMack Mobile’ from the middle of the freakin’ desert. But all that is behind us now.

Ahead, the road to Reno…

 

Django Rides Again!

On 2012/08/31, in Cell phone updates, On the Road, by Lazarus

We  hadn’t gotten but a few miles down the road when we saw something hazy in this distance, like a mirage…a big red dusty mirage which looked more ominous the closer it came. Suddenly we heard Django’s voice  shouting over the loud ass engine, as an enormous antiquated beast pulled up beside us.

“ The bad news is I couldn’t get parts for the DjangoMackmobile…the good news: We got us a new tour bus” … for the moment. So climb aboard, we got us a show to get to and we still gotta get back to the band and move all the gear into this thing”

Photo by Thierry H – http://weblog.ch

I didn’t even bother to ask Django how he’d arranged to get his hands on this thing (as junky as it was). He only had about forty bucks on him when he took off, (which he could’ve easily pissed away in seven minutes at the first saloon he stopped in). We got in and prepared to be creaked and jostled across the desert, back to the band. I’d tell you guys to have a cold one ready, but after two days in the desert about the only thing cold are the feet of some of the greenhorns for whom this is their first tour with ‘The Big Mack’.  If they can hang in there, they’ll probably be ‘ lifers’ like most of us, but some folk are not cut out for this sort of adventure. Only time , sand and the beating sun will tell;)

 

 

Alright, following Django’s trail, we hitched a ride from a ‘local’ and finally found ‘Rhino’, at another saloon in Beatty Nevada.

Rhino told us that he had steered Django to the only shop he could think of that might have parts for our particularly peculiar old tour bus. He cordially pointed us in the right direction, but not before showing us his pride and joy, the ‘ Suicide Chopper’  Django had managed to help him repair.

So now it’s off to find some mysterious auto shop (with no name) run by some guy named ‘Tweaker’ in the middle of nowhere Nevada,  in hopes that Django will still be there!  I am skeptical, but  there is very little time left if we hope to get the bus fixed and get ourselves to the next gig on time. (Of course that didn’t stop us from sharing a drink or two with Rhino, since we were already at the saloon anyway;)

 

In Search of Django! The First Clue

On 2012/08/31, in On the Road, by Flash

Well, Lazarus and “New Guy” (as we like to call all the new roadies till we break ‘em in) phoned in the first clue and only hope to finding Django in time to get the bus fixed and make it to our gig in Reno. They stopped in some town in Nevada called Goodsprings, and sent us the pic below. They are keeping us posted via cell phone.

Lazarus reported that the guy at the bench said he saw a man fitting Django’s description yesterday. Apparently he drank there for about six hours, then helped some guy named ‘Rhino’ fix his chopper and they took off together on it. Well, at least we know we are on the right trail. If only Django would carry a cell phone!  (But alas, he refuses).

 

The Search Party

On 2012/08/31, in On the Road, by Flash

Lazarus and one of the new roadies pulled the shortest straws.  Hopefully they won’t get sucked into drinkin’ themselves stupid at the first tavern they run across (which is where many of us suspect Django may have made a pit stop). The last time we lost Django was in Texas at the establishment pictured below. We tried to drag him out but ended up on an all night bender from which it took most of us two days to fully recover!

He knows just about all the watering holes across America. The ones he doesn’t know about? … He can smell  ‘em from a mile away! This wouldn’t be the first time Django has made a breakaway to the bottle, but I must admit, everything goes a lot smoother when we can keep the team together.

 

Django – Still MIA!

On 2012/08/30, in On the Road, by Flash

As hot as it is in the daytime, the desert can get mighty cold at night! That’s probably why Lazarus is wrapped up in the carpet normally used for the drum riser.  None of us had had much sleep and we all look like hell ass zombies. And Django is still missing. We are gonna draw lots to see who gets to go hunting for him this time!

 

Somewhere on that ride we got stuck in the desert.  Low on gas, low on supplies and lacking the parts to make the needed repairs, Django headed off on foot to find a town and left us behind to man the bus.    I had a funny  a feelin’ about letting  him go alone…  one I probably should’ve  acted on…

Photo By Dim {cc-by-sa-2.0-fr}

That was twenty four hours ago. We got a show in Reno tomorrow.
Where the hell is Django Mack?

 

 

Welcome to the Django Mack Blog

On 2012/08/29, in Uncategorized, by Lazarus

One of the roadies  (who we call ‘Flash’) got bored and set us up with a “blog” so we could spout off about our tour, vent a little here and there, and kill time between shows.  I happened to be standing behind Flash watching him set this thing up, so I guess that’s what got me elected to make the first post…so here goes!

 

Django is in town.

On 2010/08/03, in The Django Mack Family Trust, by admin

Django was born in the backseat of a ’42 Packard traveling 50mph on a dirt road. He’s still kicking up dust.