Cowboy Mouth Pictures

Three C’s: Cowboy Mouth, Chinatown, and Cold

So last night, Tamara, Adora, and I went to go see Cowboy Mouth. It's hard to believe that I've been going to their concerts for 10 years now. We were front and to the far left, so we had a great view of JTG. He noticed Adora was having a great time and even handed her one of his guitar picks in between songs. It was a really great concert, and makes me wish Cowboy Mouth would come this way more often.

We got to meet the band afterwards. I'm still amazed that they really seem to enjoy hanging out with their fans after the show, with as many shows as they do. They still were just as nice as they were the first time I got to talk to them when they dropped by our radio station ten years ago. Unfortunately, there was another band booked for midnight, so the 9:30 Club staff were trying to get all of the Cowboy Mouth fans out of the building. We managed to catch JP and Regina outside, and they didn't mind posing for a picture with Adora.

We also talked to Justin Trawick, the lead singer of the opening group. I really enjoyed the set his group did and wished they had a little more time. They were all strings, with a violin, electric mandolin, guitar, and upright bass. He's performing in the National Mall next Sunday, so I think Paul and I will head over that way.

We had an interesting walk back to the Metro station. We didn't have a chance to eat before the concert, so we decided to stop in Chinatown for a bite to eat. It probably would have been faster to take the Metro back to Virginia and get fast food, since it took us forever to find a restaurant that wasn't 21+ after 10:30pm. We ended up at Tai Shan, which was a bit of a let down, but it had food and was right next to the Chinatown metro stop. After a quick change from red to orange lines, we settled in for the trip back to Virginia. Adora was pretty tired and nodded off before we got across the Potomac.

As for the cold, I'm not used to it being too much below 80 this time of the year, so I waltzed out of the house without my jacket. Oops. It was in the 60s today (brrr), so I guess it's time to get my winter clothes back out.

Tootsie Rolls and Red Spoons…

So I was planning on sitting at home tonight, working on a new theme for this site. However, I was offered a chance to go see Cowboy Mouth, which is something no self respecting Louisiana girl could turn down. The concert was great, and we got to hear a few songs from the new album.

Towards the end of the concert, Fred walked past us on the balcony and I realized something. Either he's shrinking or I have gotten taller since my first Cowboy Mouth concert nine years ago. It is a little odd seeing Sonia there, when I was used to seeing Rob or Mary, but she did a great job.

This is the first concert I wasn't front and center for a Cowboy Mouth. I had never realized how neat it looks from above when they sing "Everybody Loves Jill" and all the red spoons start flying. It's almost like a fountain of red spoons. I didn't bring my camera, because it's not really fast enough to take a good picture in that type of lighting, but Andrew thinks he has a lens that would be able to get it.

I'm definitely looking forward to the next concert. They're having two concerts in New Orleans at the end of April, so maybe I need to plan my spring visit to my inlaw's house around then. There's also another concert on 6/23 in Norfolk, so maybe we will get a chance to take Maria.

If You Give a Baby a Teething Biscuit…

Paul is working on cutting his molars, and he gets rather fussy if there's nothing to gnaw on. Clayton and I were getting ready to go out to see Gwen Stefani and Black Eyed Peas in concert, so we were trying to keep Paul occupied. I handed him a teething biscuit and he quickly got it wet and sticky before getting it all over his face. A quick bath later, and he was ready to hang out with his babysitter, Caroline.

Tamara joined us for dinner and the concert. We went by Champs and the service was not even approaching adequate. I ended up with no food because they served me bad fish and there wasn't time to do anything about it. The line to park at GMU was quite long, but we finally made it to a parking spot and in the door. Read more »