Eggy Tour Socks
Socks will be a thing on this tour.
So let’s say your car got a flat tire (which would suck) but could have only one member of Eggy in the car with you (which would be kinda cool) who could help change said tire — who would you pick?
Would it be the best bowler in the bunch or, well, maybe the worst?
And so, yeah, Eggy tour is upon us. It’s a behemoth of a run, that punched out of the gates in Ann Arbor, MI last night (Feb 5) and is sprawling from coast to coast at just over forty shows (gonna guess even more will get announced). If you like stats with your Wheaties, try this on for size. 5,630 miles will be traveled through the first leg of the tour (March 1st); the longest stretch seems to be Minneapolis to Jackson to Seattle which is almost 2,000 miles for 3 shows. So, yarp, time to get those tires pumped, people!
Can you keep a secret? Ok, well apparently there are some new tunes rolling out. Three to be exact. Are they good? Hell I dunno, but one person who has heard them said they’re so good they’ll, ”kick me in the dick,” so I guess that must be kinda a good thing or something (I’m still sorting this out, please bear with me). They also said they are written a bit like Eggy songs of old, an ”embracing of roots”, as it were, so get ready for those (and you might want to wear a cup).
Socks will be a thing on this tour. Yeah, that’s right, socks. Band members will tell you that they don’t know exactly how many socks they’re bringing (they don’t seem to count sock sets apparently) but it’s like every single pair they own. Each of them basically said the exact same thing, like telepathic or something. For real, I’m not making this up, I asked ’em. Why that dumbass question? I dunno, it seemed like a logical ask, as if we all wanted to determine if they were sock addicts or something (turns out they aren’t, apparently).
But if you have some extra socks, please do bring them to shows and swaddle the stage in them (unworn Feetures would be best, but really any you fancy would do).
Wanna know something else cool that’s gonna hum your little brain at high frequency this tour? There’s some tinkering with a new sightline, maybe, possibly, it’s all a bit of a test and learn and see if something might come of it. One option is Jake is heading all the way stage left; Alex next to him and coming toward the front (oh yeah); Mike hits the third slot a little in the back — and then Dani continues to hold down the fort stage right. I pressed Jake a bit on this idea, ”you and Dani got those stage vibes, will this break that up?” He didn’t miss a beat, ”takes the experience of Jake & Dani and widens it.”
Evolutions are afoot. Oh hot damn and tassels on my boots, this is gonna be a hoot.
Know what goes with socks? Shoes. Yep, that’s right. Goodman seems to want more than the four that fits in the carry ons. I hear that. Sometimes you want some brown suede to go with those pants you have with the gemstones in the hip pockets, and sometimes you just wanna crush some Onitsuka Tigers. Tough choices here. Jake takes it up a level, as he’d like room to pack a whole swanky shoe carrying case to keep his shoes all tight ‘n whatnot. Dani? Doesn’t appear to hold any grudges against shoes, he just wears them (Alex didn’t even mention his shoes, which I actually value greatly. Strong and silent type, who keeps his feet to himself.)
Ok ok, so you wanna know who the tire guru of the bunch might be? Well, yeah, you maybe guessed it, yes yes, the absolutely lowest scoring bowler of the infamous Deerfield shows, a one Mr. Mike Goodman. Apparently the cat can’t bowl for squat, but as Dani will tell you he’s *”a true greaser at heart,”* which makes him one hell of a tire changer (checks out. Greaser’s whip is a 1970 Chevelle.)
And there we have it. Sightlines. Socks. Shoes. And, yeah, uh huh, pumping your tires.
So, Eggy Tour. Who’s in?
PS: Another Goodman fact: He seems to always forget a book on tour, so if you plan on going to a show, I’d offer you bring him your favorite read — and if it’s epic fantasy, it’d probably make his night…
