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May 6, 2002
Awoke refreshed and feeling good. The
weather in Chicago is beautiful and HOT! Had every intention of
driving up to the Wisconsin gig in Madison but I was making phone call
after phone call to try and rent a 15 seat passenger van for Glenn and
Suzanne. They have friends from England flying into Chicago tomorrow
and they will need a bigger van since the RV is still out of
commission. I caught up (finally) with emails and phone calls and by
the time I took an hour long shower, I realized I was plum tuckered
and did not have it in me to drive almost 3 hours one way to see
Glenn. I wanted to motivate myself to go since I learned a very
important lesson from Glenn while we were making the documentary.
Touring is fun, but touring is also grueling and tiring. There were
times when I slept through amazing Texan landscapes and skipped out on
funky places to eat since I wanted to sleep in the RV. Glenn told me
that he had the opportunity once to go see Frank Sinatra play NYC back
in the 70's and he didn't go since he was jet lagged and too tired. He
regrets it ever since. The lesson I learned from Glenn told me that
you can always catch up on your sleep but you can't make up for lost
experiences.
I put his theory to the test when I
got done making the documentary. I dropped Glenn and Suzanne off at
the airport in San Fran, then drove 8 hours to LA, then went straight
to bed. My English pal Ian was in town but only for the morning and he
phoned me at 7am wanting to know if I could meet him for breakfast. I
was absolutely shattered and initially said no, until Glenn's words
made their way to my head. I ended up going out to breakfast with Ian,
having a lovely, if not bleary eyed time with him and then I came home
and napped for five hours.
I really want to go to Madison, WI to
see Glenn play but I am absolutely exhausted and have a million things
to do like laundry and errands. Tom, my lovely co-producer and
investor called me and suggested rather than driving and driving to go
see Glenn, why not leisurely drive into the city and hang with him.
He'll take me to a nice dinner, we can catch up and we'll see Glenn
and Zan when they arrive at our doorstep tonight after the gig. I
thought that sounded darn fine so I phoned Glenn and Zan to tell them
that I'm punking out on them. They understood but the fan in me is
still kicking myself for missing a gig that I could've gone to. DOH!
Oh well. I'll send in another update soon. I'm going to have dinner
with Tom now. (oh sure I'll be eating macaroni and cheese and catching
up with Tom, but I'll be secretly wondering if Glenn is playing Wicked
and Cruel or Vicky Verky in Madison.) *sigh*
Hey John… trying to remember where we
left off…. I can’t believe I’ve only been on the road with Glenn for
two weeks! It seems like two months! I think I’ve traveled well over
4,000 miles in a small span of days. I have tour sickness…when you
can’t remember what day it is, what city you’re in or even what time
it is. I shall endeavor to move through this illness and fill you in
on the latest. (or not so latest since I’ve been a bit slack in
writing.)
Ended up skipping the Madison, WI gig and hanging out with Tom. We had
a lovely dinner at a yummy Italian place near where he lives and
enjoyed talking about the movie. Although I am never tired of the
movie, it has been nice to put it on the back burner for the past two
weeks and just focus on the fun of selling merchandise, talking to
fans and of course, traveling and laughing with Glenn and Zan. A very
pooped Glenn and Zan arrived at Tom’s pad around 2:30am. I toddled
down the steps and waited outside to greet them both. As soon as I saw
the minivan pull around the corner, I began waving my arms and jumping
up and down. Glenn pulled up with a smile on his face and said,
"You’re drunk!" I said, "Nope..just glad to see you guys!". As we
unloaded the van, Glenn noticed that I was limping. I injured my foot
in the RV incident in Portland. I like to tell people it is due to the
fact that as soon as I heard Fred yelp, I ran out and lifted the RV up
over my head, Incredible Hulk-style and hurt it that way. Actually, I
just stepped on a stone which wedged into the really tender part of my
foot and it’s bruised. Doesn’t hurt so much with shoes on but hurts a
lot with only socks and sandals on.
After we unloaded, we all sat around the dining room table and had a
little get to know each other chat. I gave Zan and Glenn their
pressies from Portland and then told the RV/Fred story to them
firsthand. Exhausted, we all went to bed around 3am, having to get up
the next morning at 6:30am for a day of interviews. Ugh. It was great
to see Glenn again and it was funny for Tom to finally meet them both.
After seeing hours and hours of footage of them, Tom said that being
with them in person was a bit like seeing a comic book character come
to life. He said that it was familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.
I thought it was strange to sit and talk to them with Tom in the house
where we went through all the footage since Tom and I sat and watched
Glenn and Zan again…only in the flesh. It’s hard to explain but it’s
all good at the end of the day.
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