Graham, Tx ... Beautiful.

Good morning all you little racoons that went to sleep partying hard last night and slept in your mascara. Good morning all you love birds that fell asleep in the arms of your others last night. Good morning all who are drinking coffee and eating eggs/toast with me this AM. Let's have a good day.

A texas sized thank you from the bottom of our soul goes out to the entire crew over at ABM Productions who put on the show last night in Graham. Chauncey and his team of rock-a-holics are untouchable. They always take care of their bands, make sure everyone has something to eat (which is a very big deal to a touring band), Chauncey leads the crowd each night, calling them to come inside and watch and enjoy each band that is onstage, instead of letting people hang out outside and smoke cigarettes and BF each other while bands inside are pouring their hearts out. Chauncey pumps up the crowd before each band goes on, telling the audience a little something about the bands, why he booked them, why they should care...



The entire ABM crew is top notch... security, stage help, photographers, sound men. It's always such a strong family atmostphere and we are extremely thankful for what they give to the Wichita Falls area. Familia in the pit.

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As we pulled the van in through the giant sliding metal doors and into this mysterious fortres, I knew this was going to be a memorable night. We parked the van, the steel trap doors sealed tight behind us. We were in an ENORMOUS, secretive backstage HANGAR; filled with dirty tour vans, smoke, sweat, stereo music, loud friendly yells, black shirts, whiskey, beer, sweat... I couldn't help but feel... THIS was real life 2009 Texas Metal. (Puts a smile on my heart just typing that.)



We were greated with smiles and hugs by Chauncey, John, Joanie, Shawn (and the entire ABM crew) and by friends we hadn't seen in a while in touring bands that we cross paths with as we all weave our way across the highways of texas... like Brotherhood and Burndown and Brian (Debri/Turbid North/PHG). Met the guys from Better Left Unsaid from Modesto, Ca.

This HUGE fortress we were standing in was only the prestaging area... the stage, the crowd, the arena was through that closed wooden door way way way down at the end of the hall. This was going to be a night for the history books... and those of you that were there, know that it was just that. Amen.