Summer Tour 2025: Week 2
Nailed it (the tire, that is)
Consistency is key.
That’s why, as an editorial note, I am following suit with the totally normal and completely rational decision I made in the last gazette to cover the shows from the prior Thursday-Thursday and will do so again for the next Thursdays.1 Don’t like it? Start your own Gooseberry-themed newsletter, why don’t ya!
But before we get into our recap of the week that was, a reminder: we’ve got more dates this summer! And rumor has it that there are more to come. Watch this space.
Remaining (announced)2 dates:
6/27 - Cooperstown, NY
6/28 - Burlington, VT
8/1 - Greenport, NY
8/30 - Hyannis, MA
9/13 - Louisville, KY
Thursday, June 12th found The Pequod3 headed due south en route to the great state of Georgia. Athens, GA is a truly interesting place. In its name, you can find two wonders of the wider world: the home of the ancient Greeks and the culinary apple in the eye of the eastern bloc. These places couldn’t be further from what America looks and feels like. And yet, push these two names together and you’ve got about as USA™️ a College Town™️ as you’ll find in these United States. The town itself was particularly empty given school had recently let out—our timing is always impeccable—but that only added to the charm as I walked around the adjoining streets leading away from our office for the night, Nowhere Bar. Which happens, by the way, to sit directly across from the legendary Georgia Theater. In due time…
The show was an intimate one, but fun nonetheless. We’ll be back during the school year soon enough. As for Georgia, we kept her on our minds and hightailed it over to Atlanta for a Saturday throwdown at Smith’s Olde Bar, linking back up with Fo and the boys. Each show we play down in ATL keeps getting a bit bigger, and a bit better, and a bit… sweatier? Maybe that was just a result of the venue leaving a large cooler of High Lifes in the green room, which quickly evaporated before the set. At any rate, Atlanta remains a magical city, and one that will continue to be a tour stop in the foreseeable future.
After ATL, we made the 7 hour journey up to Charlottesville. Or, rather, we tried to. You see, for the entirety of the tour up until this point, that pesky tire light kept flashing. The rear left tire routinely was losing air. Nails. Multiple. But hey, you’ve seen the movies, right? Guy gets stabbed, what do you do? Exactly: leave the damn knife in, it’s at least stopping the bleeding. Well… we got cute. About 4 hours into the drive, we thought we would stop into an AutoZone, remove the nails in the tire, simply plug the hole with this shit, and continue on our merry way. And you know what? It worked!… for all of 25 minutes. Suddenly, the pressure gauge was dropping rapidly by the minute. 35… 20… 14… 8… I dunno about you, but all of the flat tires in my life have happened spontaneously. Hitting a pothole, etc. Physically watching your tire run flat until it explodes is an eery endeavor. I don’t recommend it.
If you follow Evin on Instagram, you had the good fortune of watching us struggle to replace this tire with our spare as the scorching hot sun beat down on a gas station in scenic Lexington, NC. Eventually, with AAA on the way, the road gods sent a worthy messenger to save us—the most Florida-ass looking North Carolinian, replete with a pack of bogeys and sun-dried skin that has never known SPF, ambled on over to us, took one look at the situation, and used the strength that only a man in his 50s who still picks up a 24 rack midday at the gas station with his buddy can to hoist The Pequod high enough to put the spare tire on. I had to call AAA back and let them know we no longer required their services for a beautiful, drunken angel from the backwoods of our hearts had saved the day.
A few days of rest and relaxation home in Cville was just what the doctor ordered. Especially necessary since we were scheduled to play five (5) straight days, from 6/17-6/21. While Wednesday in Richmond wasn’t much to write home about—if you were one of the ten (10) people who caught our set, we appreciate you!—Tuesday in nation’s capital with a barnburner.
Tuesday nights have become the theme of this tour. Say it with me team:
Never miss a Tuesday show.4
First Asheville, then DC. Y’all BROUGHT IT. School night be damned. We crammed a whole lot of us into a real tight space at DC9 and you guys sang along to everything. And, as always, we had our honorary fourth member Dan Janis there with us to ruin our nice little songs with his big honking horn.
Next edition, we’ll chat Philly, Cape Cod, and of course, our homecoming show in Brooklyn at The Sultan Room. Maybe we’ll see some of you upstate in Cooperstown or in Vermont this weekend.
It’s 99 degrees outside in NYC. Heat records from 1888 are being broken. There’s a revolutionary excitement in the air and the Indiana Pacers did not win the championship5. Stay cool out there, people <3
This is a new modicum of the passage of time that I am creating. We’re gonna make this happen right here, right now. As a team. Be gone, fortnight! Hello to Thursdays. (Footnote to the footnote: I will not acknowledge this for any other day of the week. Fuck outta here with Monday-Monday and even Fridays.)
You better believe we’re being cheeky around here!
Attentive readers will know.
As someone who grew up both with the original slogan and a deep love for going out on Tuesdays (Thank you, college. RIP country night at East End, iykyk), it warms my heart to see this becoming a thing.
At a certain point, we’re going to have to discuss why seismic events in NYC are happening only after I have moved away from my beloved home. Knicks make the ECF for the first time in 25 years? Political movements the likes we haven’t seen since Obama made people believe in Hope? I’m not superstitious, but I am a sports fan, and I do know that what I do absolutely 10000% affects the players playing the game. Therefore, NYC better buckle up, because I won’t be a resident in the greatest city in the world for another 4 years at least. Who knows what could happen!
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