Scare Tactics

Folks, I've been in some scary places. Downtown Nashville at night. Franconia at night (the parts of DC where you die, for those not familiar with District of Columbia topography), and now somewhere out in Columbia, Tennessee. We pull up to the place we're playing, litterally surrounded by cow farms (oh, and our competition for the crowd was a dirt track race and a rodeo). This place looks like a tin roofed ranch house. We walk in and there's rebel flags on the walls, pictures of naked ladies hanging in the bathroom, and cafeteria styled seating with folding chairs. If anyone has ever seen the movie Roadhouse, this place made that bar look classy. At least you could bring your own liquour. I didn't have a camera so I didn't shoot a picture, but I wish for everyone's sake that you never go to wherever the heck I was.