We’ve had a lot of new experiences on this tour so far, good ones and bad ones. So as it is good to always be tested, we must now strategize on how to repair our recently disfigured vehicle.
On our drive from Utah to Colorado, feeling high and happy about our first conquest into new territory with new stories about new friends, a deer decided it was time for us to have a nice slice of shit pie…. Our van is beaten and torn, but thanks to skilled driving, a cool head, and one badass piece of man-made machinery there’s still 5 members of the Dirty Bourbon River Show, 15 instruments, and a collective spirit that can’t be broken.
“It is by presence of mind in untried emergencies that the native metal of man is tested.” – J.R. Lowell
So we have much to figure out as we recharge in Durango, CO. Charlie’s 23rd birthday is tomorrow, wish him a happy one folks. Our next show is in Flagstaff, AZ on our nation’s day of Independence. A time of celebration is at hand – we are safe and sound with no plans of slowing down (metaphorically, that is).
Dirty Bourbon River Show 