The 'Noog part II

So the second time we toured through Chattanooga was a bit different. This time we were actually playing Rev Tom's basement and this was near the beginning of tour

I remember being very excited to head back after the last experience. Again, we show up at Tom's house, start drinking and smoking almost immediately. Pretty much the same experience, Weird Al blaring on his $30 stereo, mangy dogs, 12 very different yet equally noxious smells. It came time to play, we set up in his basement, played the set, and it just wasn't the same. This time it seemed kids were way more into drinking in the front yard than checking out the touring bands. It was rather disappointing given the build-up we had for our second visit to this glorious city.

After the show, we were all pretty drunk and tired. We decided that we had to do whatever we could to not have to sleep in Tom's dilapidated house of fumes. We found an old friend of our drummer's who offered up her couches and floors. We buy some beer, get to her house, start drinking and just realize we're not really into it. It was just us and her and no one was really in a party mood, so we decided it was time to douse the lights and hit the hay. So our host puts on a chill ambient/metal/whatever record and we all get comfy, a few of us in the house, Paul and Nick decide to catch Z's in the van.

I remember very clearly up to this point thinking, "wow, maybe i had chattanooga all wrong, maybe that last visit was just under amazing circumstances, maybe i overestimated this town". About the time i was finishing this train of thought in my head someone busts through the front door. When i say busts through the door, it was like it was getting kicked in by a burglar. It's a girl with dreads, crust punk looking, with a giant blunt in her hand. She jumped into the room like a raving lunatic demanding a party. At this point she lights the blunt and starts ripping her shirt off. Out of nowhere, other people start showing up, mind you, this is at like 2 or 3am. Now there's a house full of punk rock kids, including a handful of girls with their shirts ripped off, and these are real punk girls who don't wear bras or anything of that sort.

I also remember at this point thinking very clearly, "this is the 'Noog i was waiting for". We partied the night away, it was a great night. The only thing that sucked is that Paul and Nick missed out, thinking the night was over and passing out in the van. I've made the same mistake before, you can never underestimate how a night's gonna turn out.

We had a great fucking time that night, got super-shitfaced, super-stoned, and were surrounded by serious partying maniacs.

god i love Chattanooga, TN.