A Year Of Wandering

Strap in ladies and gentlemen because this list ain’t over yet! We’ve still got two more places to knock off so if you find yourself in Nashville with a beautiful young woman or a confused young man, at least you’ll know where to go to see great live music and, if you happen to swing and blues dance, shake your groove thang just like your mama and Peaches and Herb taught you.

As a short recap, the number 4 spot went to BB Kings and number 3 went to the Parthenon. But we’ve got two more, so if the only way you know how to count is by extending your middle finger in anger because you never made it past preschool, then shoot ‘em up on both hands cause that’s how many we have left.

I said both fingers kid.

Coming in at Number 2: The 5 Spot

The 5 spot is a smokey little bar that draws in quite a local crowd and doesn’t come across feeling pretentious or posh. Said differently, the people aren’t douches. Now though this place has live music, the Monday night dance is Dj’d. I chose this one because the place draws the most dancers and has quite a rockabilly crowd.

One thing I’ve noticed about Nashville is that rockabilly is popular and a lot of the girls really doll themselves up when they come out.

Sarah is just one of the many sexy dancers you’ll see dressing like this and twirling her skirt around Nashville.

If you’re not a dancer, this place is great from open to close. Lots of locals, fun music, and an awesome atmosphere of great looking people. If you’re a dancer, this place is great up until 11:30 - Midnight. After that, people wander off onto the dance floor with drinks and lit cigarettes in their hands. I want to know who wrote the book on dance stupidity because these people need to be its centerfold.

Finally, without further ado and hillbilly mug shots, the Number 1 spot for my favorite place to dance to live music in Nashville goes to…

Robert’s Western World

The first time I came to this place I was taken aback by the small dance floor. However, after 30 seconds of hearing the music and feeling the energy of the crowd, that hesitation washed away.

This place is overflowing with fantastic energy. A small honkey tonk that has featured many of music’s greats, it’s right in the heart of Broadway so you’re never far from more live music if you feel like walking. Best of all, there’s no cover. For the caliber of music I heard here, that is a steal. If you’re anywhere outside of an OJ Simpson trial, people enjoy watching dancers, but here you feel like a rock star yourself if you dance. The crowd eats it up by the spoonful.

The two bands you must see when you come to this place are The Don Kelly Band, featuring the “cream your jeans” awesomeness of guitarist JD Simo who is by far one of the best country and blues guitar players I have ever seen live.

The other is Harry Fontana who’s a pink wearing rockabilly star with an energy and dynamite personality that makes you want to shake both left legs if that’s all you have to dance with.

One of the best parts about both these bands is that they often feature Slick Joe Fick on the upright bass.

The 2nd time I saw this guy, he picked up his double bass and played it behind his head. !!! I was floored when I saw that! (link to this video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ql-dfBRswyA)

To see more of these two bands, check out my two Nashville video entries. For my article on the Top 3 and 4 spot, go to

http://wacsonwacsoff.tumblr.com/post/9351957262/monty-python-and-the-top-4-places-to-dance-to-live

So there you have it folks, my Top 4 places to dance and hear live music in Nashville. It really is next to impossible to see bad music down here and best of all, the majority of it is free. Bands do ask for tips so if you want to give back, that’s the way to do it. As for me, I just brag the hell out of them online.

Be sure to tune in next time to hear about some of Nashville’s local bests and one of the best little speakeasy’s I’ve ever been to.

Yesterday was commitment day. Finances are being invested and unlike sex, there’s no pulling out now. Time to purchase all the goods. Got the last of my stuff together and had a fun time at REI trying to get my stuff to all fit into one bag.

This is Sarah. Sarah could be describe as helpful, industrious, and someone who was constantly giving me a smile that said “you really don’t know what you’re doing do you?” My answer: no I do not. I’m simply doing this. I’ll figure it out as I go. Ready, Fire, Aim as the saying goes.

After finally spending 20 minutes trying to figure out how to get a Samoan sized sleeping bag onto my back pack MacGuyver style, we finally had a brilliant idea: longer straps. Ta da! I did get many a helpful tip from all the staff members and found out that my picture was posted on the REI screens upstairs where people were making jokes about my sleeping bag attempts. Fame is fame I suppose. If it scores me a deal at another store than hot damn. All I want is to find a way to get past their 10% tax rate. Paying with that kind of financial baggage is like passing a kidney stone.

After grabbing the essential stuff I went to Guitar Center and played a few POS baby guitars that could perhaps survive the trip. It’s hard to imagine being away from my baby for that long, but my guitar is far too expensice to take on this trip. Of course I did find this one. I entertained the idea of rolling around in toxic waste for awhile and using the law of attraction to attract ten extra arms. My playing could be absolute shit, but who wouldn’t donate food money to a hindu god with a back pack and a huge ass?

I ended my night at a birthday party with a my friend Andrea and her boyfriend Clayton. Some of you may remember him from the movie Twilight:

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This man will be my one and only link to that series. The previous night we showed our “gay pride” on the rainbow stairs of the Moonlight Hotel and I forever locked into other people’s memories that I would go gay for Twilight. I laugh simply because I watched all of ten minutes of that show and promptly fell into a pleasant coma. Sometimes your brain just does small favors for you.

Let me now educate you all on the wonders of something called The Death Coaster. A friend of mine treated me to a day at Six Flags Elich Gardens while I was in Denver. Though magic Mountain has basically spoiled me to all amusement parks, I did walk away from this afternoon with a unique piece of knowledge. A friend of hers was designing something called The Death Coaster. Basically it is a roller coaster that is used for captial punishment. Instead of someone getting the chair or the gas chamber, they get to ride this three looped metallic snake of death. First loop knocks you out, second loops kills you, third loop makes sure your dead and attempts to blow up you head (that last part may or may not be my own creation).

This was what the birthday party talked about. We went event furthur by deciding the best way to pay for death row victims was to make thier deaths a pay-per-view event. ”One and four people who ride this ride will have their head explode. Who will it be?” Personally, I think a ride like this would raise crime cause there are far too many people who would want to go out by Death Coaster. Cake or Death Coaster? Death Coaster.

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