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Saturday, August 12, 2006 On Being a Rockstar We’re driving through Michigan’s Upper Peninsula—Dan’s in the brown relic of a police car, guiding myself and Thomas in the minivan behind. We stopped in Escanaba, Mich. to get coffee at the 8th Street Coffeehouse and ended up with a tour of the café, including its secret parts. Locked in the room in the basement is 30-foot-long vista of miniature mountains, stores, houses, and even a tiny carnival—the room is home to the local model train club. It’s one of the coolest things I’ve seen on this tour. Last night’s concert at the Premier Café was fantastic—I sold all of the rest of the CDs I’d brought with me, all the CDs left from the initial run of the EP. We had 40-50 people in a space designed for 12. And they listened. Two-thirds of the audience had come because of a newspaper feature about the show—a photo of yours truly was the cover of the entertainment section. But the true rockstar moment of the day came when I was walking down the street in Manitowoc and stumbled across a music store. The woman at the counter asked if I needed help, and I said that I was just looking around, killing time until my show: “Oh, that’s why I recognize you! Your picture was in the paper!” We would have been homeless for the night if not for Beth, who offered us a place to stay as we were packing up—she and her roommate Heidi were tons of fun, and we ended up exchanging songs in their living room until the wee hours of the morning. Translation: Heidi missed the concert, so she requested songs from the three of us itinerant musicians, and we managed to convince her and Beth to strum a little bit on their guitars as well. It’s so good traveling with Dan and Thomas—they’re hilarious, and we feed off each other really well, both onstage and off. There’s a wonderful energy from this combination, and I’m lucky to be traveling with such great guys. ^ Top | 3:15 PM | | | 
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