Why I Can’t Stop Wearing Purple
I’ve been back almost two full days since DeLeon’s two week tour with Gypsy Punk legends Gogol Bordello, and my recovery is nearly complete. What a week it was. Drive, rock, dance, find a cheap motel and repeat. The trip consisted of several epic drives (over 5000 miles in all!), my favorite of which was from Tulsa to Tampa. Because that, my friends is BBQ country.
We did a lot of good eating. Gooey Butter Cake in St. Louis, Lemon Icebox Pie in Memphis, Boiled Peanuts at a gas station (ok, those sucked) Loose Meat in Iowa (also sucked) Peach Cobbler on a peach farm in Peach County Georgia (ruled) There were car games, a video collage of which will be posted soon. There was trouble with the law in Tulsa…shhh. But most of all there was celebration. Every show of this tour felt like a party, and that’s the way it should be. In the words of Grand Funk Railroad, “We come into your town, we help you party it down” we’re a Sephardic Rock Band!
Gogol sets the celebratory tone each night with their raucous live sets, and their fans won’t settle for anything less than full throttle. So we gave the crowd what they came for and we all danced together, night after night. We met beautiful people from Omaha to Orlando and the members of Gogol Bordello showed us what Gypsy life is all about. I was planning on taking a ton of photos but between the sweat and the drink, it’s better that they were left unshot. So you’ll have to take my word for it and enjoy the handful of photos we managed to take, as well as the fan shots that have been uploaded to our MySpace and Facebook pages.