There is no way that anybody could hold me responsible for any of this.
A late afternoon flight from Atlanta followed by a quick bite to eat then down to Taphouse to shoot a show. Yep, the plan was solid and well-tested. Piece of cake, what could possibly go wrong?
Rad Taco, Shake Your Baby, and Shock Treatment. On the new and improved stage at Taphouse Grill in Ghent. Easy enough, should walk away with a couple dozen shots of three stellar bands, write some words, then send the whole thing off to the Editor in Chief and it all magically appears on mobile devices everywhere.
So where are the dozens of images of three bands?
As I mentioned up top, I really can’t be held personally responsible for any of this. Let’s dissect this for a couple of moments and I’m certain that you will not only see my point but also embrace it as the only truth.
Who’s at fault? First, let’s take a look at the actions of one Mark Zuckerberg. By providing a platform for instant shareage of what’s the what, I found out that a friend I haven’t seen in way too long was going to be nearby Taphouse Grill! So if Zuck hadn’t provided that platform, I may have never found out about the proximity of my friend and instead would have not deviated from The Plan.
But no, here it was staring at me. Yep, friend alert at Streats.
Which brings up another potential conspirator in this whole sordid matter: Neil. Had he never opened the door to Streats, my long-lost friend would not have been in the area of my intended destination and I most assuredly would have not gone off-script for the evening. But no, he had to put a wildly popular and vibolicious watering hole/food stop right there in walking distance.
And let’s not forget the role that Kevin O’Connor played in all of this. It was him that was responsible for the production of copious quantities of El Guapo IPA, a brilliantly sexy and handsome beer (for handsome people) that begs to be consumed. Not sipped but consumed. In regular repeatable rhythmic repetition.
So don’t blame me, blame Zuckerberg, Neil, and Kevin for keeping me at Streats longer than intended, swilling Handsome Beer for Handsome People and engaging in the long lost art of conversation with a friend not heard from for way too long. We had many many topics to cover and by the time the final vowels and consonants were uttered, it was way past time for the musical festivities to kick off. With luck, I barely made it for the final set.
In fact, when all of this is taken into account, it is nothing short of miraculous that we even have images of one of the stellar bands that performed at Taphouse Grill on the evening of January 18, 2019. Shock Treatment brought the goods as expected. This Ramones Tribute super group is made up of uber talented folks from various bands around the area, when they get together to bang out some Gabby Gabby Hey there are no prisoners left to take. Blitzkrieg Pop indeed!
Profuse apologies to Rad Taco and Shake Your Baby but as you can certainly see, it wasn’t my fault. The next time that you are playing, arrange a Facebook outage so that I don’t get distracted from the matter at hand.