This morning I'm sitting at a Goodyear Tire place. Last night after a Watson & Nash show at Nashville's Third & Lindsley, I walked outside, loaded my gear up and heard the words, "Bro, you've got a flat", come out of my manager's mouth. Great! Long story short, Joe, Claire, our manager and me changed the tire in the cold rain.
Last night was a bit of a wash, but I figured it would be that way. Don't get me wrong, we had a great show and a small fun audience, but it was an unusual night…Our drummer had unexpectedly been put in the hospital for heart stints due to 90% blockage in his main artery…(Luckily he's o.k.) but due to the last minute change, and our back up drummer being out of town, Joe and I decided to do a small intimate acoustic set, just the two of us. A couple hours before the show, weather men were urging people to stay home and off the roads, due to drizzle, low temperature and a chance of black ice. It was also a Monday night. We typically avoid performing on Mondays and typically do mid week and weekend gigs when in town but for some reason we accepted a Monday night spot. Due to a low turn out, which has been a little out of the norm for us lately, we cut the show a tiny bit shorter and rocked out our best songs for the few that were there. After a quick load out, we packed out gear beneath the drizzle and were about to hop in my Explorer…Flat.
So, I here at Goodyear. They are patching the tire and the guy has just talked me into rotating and balancing my tires. I always let the guys at these type places talk me into extra stuff. He urged me that I really needed to have those things done and since I don't want to be back up here in a week getting an "I told you so" glance, I'll let them. Plus, I worry that they may intentionally unbalance my tires so I have to come back…I hate to think like that but I do. So, rotate and balance away. Hopefully I'll be rolling in a few minutes.
