This weekend was GG’s band’s last show! Yay!! Two of the guys were tempted by an old manager to leave and join another band… then found out that the other band didn’t actually have any openings. So now they’re forming a different band with some other “leftover” guys. (I think the band should be called The Leftovers, actually.) So this left GG and their two other bandmates. One of the other guys found another band to join. But hopefully GG is just going to enjoy not being in a band! Finally, I won’t be “the guitar player’s girlfriend” or whatever. And this will give him more time to focus on mural painting or taking some college classes or doing stand-up comedy or being with me or making weekend plans in advance or any number of other things he hasn’t been able to do for the last ten years or so.
Anyway, the show was at Ri-Ra, which is an Irish-themed bar, in the Tropicana Casino in Atlantic City. Since they play 11pm-3am in AC (as opposed to 10pm-2am most other places), plus it’s a couple hours away from home, I really wasn’t into going. But since it was his last show, I figured I should be there. We ended up getting a hotel room a couple miles outside of AC, so we checked in there, got cleaned up a bit, and then headed to the casino. After setting up, GG and I went to this cafe downstairs to get coffee. Then we came back up, they had their sound check, and the guys did one last Irish Car Bomb together before taking the stage.
Mostly I just stood off to the side during the first set. I wanted to be close enough to take pictures, but not on the dance floor. It was kind of a bad spot where I was, because it was where the waitresses had to rush past to get to the bar for their drink orders. I tried to stay out of the way, but there were a lot of other people standing around who didn’t notice the waitresses trying to get past, so I felt obligated to try to move further out of the way instead. Two other band wives were there, but they did their own little things and one of them had some co-workers out with her, so I didn’t really hang out with them. I don’t even know where they went! They kept coming in one door and going out the other and showing up and leaving and bla bla bla.
I was getting tired of standing by the end of the set. The place was pretty crowded, but GG found me a table with a friend of his before the second set. Of course, this friend was there with his wife and sister and some other girl, and they eventually left and did other things. So I was by myself, and then some other girls came and sat at the table (which was fine). Oh also there was this super creepy old man who was dancing with all the young girls and buying them drinks and blowing kisses and stuff. I’d seen him on the dance floor during the first set. Guess where he was sitting when he wasn’t dancing? The table right next to where I was! And he kept looking at me. So eventually I spotted the other “band wives” at a different table and they waved me over, so I got up and left the random girls and creepy old dude and sat with the wives for the rest of the night.
The third set was like a fight to stay awake. GG bought me a Coke and I think that helped. But by the end, I was ready to go. The bouncers were ready to get everyone out, too. Before the last song was even finished, they had all the lights turned back on, and as soon as the music was over they were yelling at everyone to Get out! The door is that way! etc. There was this one drunk girl who would not leave. She asked GG to draw a dragon on her stomach, which he gladly did. The bouncers kept yelling at her to leave, and her less-drunk friend was there waiting for her, but this girl had to hug everybody in the band goodnight, and all the bouncers, and me?! Anyway, they finally left, the guys packed up, and they all got the heck out of there. I was so happy we didn’t have to go home! We just went back to the hotel and went straight to bed.
Checkout wasn’t until noon on Sunday, which was nice, we could sleep in and take our time getting up. We did leave probably around 11am, though, and stopped at this crazy huge Asian supermarket on our way home. GG had been there once before, but I was unprepared! Every type of spice you could imagine, weird bottled beverages with chunks of aloe floating in them, aisles of bizzare Japanese candies, 500 varieties of ramen noodles… And we didn’t even look at the refrigerated section or the produce! We each got a bag full of stuff, and then headed home. The kitties had missed us! Of course, they always forgive us for leaving them. Even little Sach settled down long enough to snuggle up with me for a nap.