For the folks south of Dallas: by the time you read this, the TROTS (Triffid Ranch On Tour Secretly) tour to scenic Austin begins, setting up for Nosferatu Festival on Saturday and Sunday nights. If you can make it, I’ll see you there.
The Leap Day gallery open house is Saturday. If you wonder how such a thing could be possible, consider that I remember seeing a toy store in downtown Lansing, Michigan with a stack of these in the front window when I was two, and THAT was the moment where the timeline split and all of my other realities involved my becoming a football star and Catholic priest. Selah.
By the time you see this, I’ll be setting up my booth at the Arlington Convention Center for the spring NARBC reptile and amphibian show (now with carnivorous plants to go with the chameleons, axolotls, and various invertebrates), and this song makes a handy theme. Contrary to popular opinion and terrestrial radio station “classic rock” programming directors, music in the 1980s wasn’t “all Phil Collins, all the time,” even if it sometimes seemed that way for those of us who had to live through it.
Well, the last Nightmare Weekend Before Christmas open house for 2019 is Saturday starting at 6:00 pm, so it’s time for that one song that best sums up the reason for the season. Sadly, we’ll never get an updated live version, mostly due to guitarist Colin Grigson’s untimely jenkem overdose, but at least we have the memories.
Due to a death in the family, this Saturday’s Nightmare Weekend Before Christmas has been cancelled, but expect a full return to form on Saturday, December 7. If you’re really nice, I might even sing for the occasion:
Heading out to the Deep Ellum Creative Market on November 9 and 10, and anyone in the vicinity is welcome to attend. For obvious reasons, this will be the last outdoor show of the year, and the second-to last external before we return to the gallery on November 30 for the first of this year’s Nightmare Weekends Before Christmas. Let’s enjoy the weather while it lasts.