Hey Everyone....or anyone who reads this blog which is basically a tree falling in the woods,
Ever been digging through old pictures looking for something specific and find like 100+ pictures from a day you thought was (pun intended) long gone? Well, it just happened to me when I found a folder in the Fat City Archives called Grape Street Pub 12-23-2005.
Here's a photo album of 58 pictures that are so old, one tee shirt is a Gwen Stefani reference, another is an Anchorman reference and neither were purchased on the internet. You can also click the picture above for the album if it pleases your fancy.
I remember this show so well because it was my first year in the seafood business and I worked 18 hours that day, after like 6 consecutive 12+ hour days, ran out of the fish store onto the stage, played this show, then jumped back in the car and went right back to work at 4AM. At 22, I could do things like that, now 16 years later, not so much.
I think what I miss most about those days is living in a tree house full of my friends and just hanging out constantly but life takes over, bills gotta get paid, dogs gotta get walked, shit just happens. Either way, I know exactly what I was doing 16 years ago today, younger, lighter, playing a strat I no longer own.
I was sitting in my kitchen with Vivas not two days ago and we were talking about our aches and pains from moving furniture. In these pictures, he is all of 18 years old, not even old enough to get into the bar and wearing his classiest Bud Light polo shirt. Aches and pains didn't exist for us in 2005, we were all piss and vinegar. There is a DVD of this show out there in existence, I do not possess it but I think Vivas might. I'll see if I can get it online one day.
I used to do a yearly Christmas poem on this blog and instead of writing a new one, I think it makes more sense to post the one I wrote after I crawled out of a seafood coma on 12/26/2005. I hope everyone out there who ever helped us on our road to eternal fun had a safe, healthy, and happy 2021.
Merry Christmas, ya filthy animals....Dick Nolte
December 26th, 2005
The fire has vanished, the ham is long gone,
The Aunt and the Grannies have all gone back home.
This Christmas was fun, you can say that indeedy
We rocked out the Grape Street and sold our new CD.
The stockings are back in the basement with care,
The smell of burning pine trees fills the Philly air.
Christmas is over but you can hardly tell
Because 104.5 is still playing Silver Bells.
We want to say thanks to our Grape Street followers
For paying the cover and being drink swallowers.
All of our fans, you're truly the best,
And we want to say now, before someone protests,
That even though we're a little bit tardy
Merry Christmas and thanks for coming to our Christmas party.
Happy Holidays from you Boys,
Fat Cizzle Reprizzle Jingle Jingle