Sunday, April 8, 2012

Show Report - Cafe Dekcuf, Ottawa, April 6

Scribbled Notes from car trip home

Ryan is awesome and Ottawa is fun and we got to play a show with our band-in-law for the first time, so we hollered YES to this fundraiser.

Rented a car for the trip - a good excuse to drive it like it's stolen.

Cafe Dekcuf is not a cafe. But it is sorta simultaneously an attic, a basement, and a cozily grungey bar.

Max the sound tech made us sound sparkley awesome and JJ the bartender was our best new friend, all pouring like he was putting the good back in Good Friday.

From pretty much the first song, the crowd got on the crazy train with us and got into our schtick.

And there there was gin.

Someone yelled "more cock jokes!" We're always happy to oblige.

There was laughing, dancing, bartender JJ bringing us a round when our tequila levels were getting low, enthusiastic cheerleaders (leaving a trail of tinsel bits), and dancing girlies on stage. Then there were hugs, naughty photos, and more great music.

Um... then... something something... packing gear, late night poutine, getting hugged by extremely drunken Easter Bunny on the street, homeless guy rendered speechless by Mandy's beauty but muttered something about being in love with her, jumping on hotel beds in a tutu, Mandy's boot ate her fishnets, there may have been sleep.

Morning = getting some tail (mine was chocolate hazelnut), long drive home, stop in Kingston for amazing lunch at The Duke, long drive home to the music of DJ Rub & Doug.

"Why the rumble strip?"
"I like the way it feels".

Oh good grief.

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