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Rock Paper Scissors Mini-Tour
Who was there:
Jenn Dagger – Bass, The Kitty Kill (me)
Sandrine Merhy – Guitar, Vocals, The Kitty Kill
Jen Chouinard – Drums The Kitty Kill
Jesse Zoldak – Guitar and
Vocals, Secret Cock
Amy Tyson – Guitar, Secret
Cock
Tam Wiley – Drums, Secret
Cock
Sara Seinberg – Writer
Paige McBee – Writer
Tami Hart – solo acoustic
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Wednesday May 7th Boston MA - The
Chopping Block
Today we’re having our
“going away” show at The Chopping Block” in Boston. We arrive at our space
and meet Tami Hart who is coming on our mini-tour with us. Even though she’s only
brining a guitar, she’s already in “tour mode” and carrying everyone’s
amps and drums.
We arrive early enough at the Chopping Block and set up the merch table
and the haircutting salon. This marks the first and only haircuts given on the tour. Sara
did two long do’s for some very satisfied customers.
A great crowd comes out for our send off
which is really nice. We see new and old friends who wish us well on our journey. We meet
a cool guy who hooks us up with a cooler full of Harpoon. We have a lot of fun playing and
get home and in bed by 12:30 for the big shove off tomorrow morning.
Thursday May 8th
Poor Sandrine and Amy get stuck with the thankless job of picking up the van.
They lead a convoy of vehicles from Everett,
to Dorchester, to Waltham to J.P. No one envies them. Despite the unpleasantness of that,
I arrive with the JP crowd at Amy’s to pack up the van. 15 passengers, my ass. Maybe
15 children. They take out the back seat to accommodate our equipment and parade of
Aerobeds. Sandrine is the Jenga master put in charge of utilizing every square inch of
space in the van and then memorizing it for the next week.
We head off around 1pm and after a quick return for a forgotten man
purse, we are on our way. We arrive in Provincetown around 4 and check into the Pilgrim House, which
is right above the Vixen where we’ll be playing tomorrow night. They were nice
enough to give us 4 rooms, and we’re really excited about it. Paige gets the unlucky
key and accidentally barges in on a very nice couple enjoying their room, if you know what
I mean, and I think you do. We switch and get adjoining rooms.
We took a group excursion to my new favorite seafood restaurant Clem
& Ursie’s who stays open an extra 45 minutes so we could eat. Very nice…
We spend the night and $9 in bake sale proceeds on Ms. Pac Man and Pool. It’s a very
entertaining lobby and I get a $7 gin and tonic. (I nearly had a stroke.) After the 2nd
to last ER we head to our
rooms for a rest.
Friday May 9th Vixen, Provincetown, MA - Vixen
Friday is a beautiful day in Provincetown. We spend the day shopping and trying to convince locals
to come to our show. The show has to start early for the bitchin’ dance party starts
around 10pm. So, we’re on from 8-10. Our sound check is at the rousing hour of 3pm.
We load in our equipment and admire the velvet curtains and the greenroom with our very
own bathroom.
The club owner and the sound person set up the hair cutting station to
end all hair cutting stations. It was INTENSE. On top of a light-up dancing box.
That’s right, one of those disco boxes that drunk girls always shake their thang on.
Even though no one took us up on a haircut, it looked pretty cool.
For off-season I thought we had a pretty good turnout. People were
really enthusiastic and we had a good time. The show is over and we move our equipment
into the back room to make room for dancin’. The techno starts, the lights flash..
all the necessary ingredients were there. We have a RPS dance party with Jesse and Jen
getting the most play from a very enthusiastic 75 year old woman with a red sequent beret.
She was having a great time and really made our night.
 
Saturday May 10th Albany, NY
I wake up feeling like I was going to die. I’ve gotten my ceremonial
vacation cold which I get EVERY time I take some days off of work.We take a nice scenic
drive to the beach and all play like a Catholic School class trip gone wild.
We set out for Sara’s mom’s house right outside of Albany to
make the drive to Buffalo a little less painful. After stopping for what seemed like 25
pee breaks, we arrive to Sara’s mom’s house around 5pm. She has a wonderful
spread of food set out for us. The vegetarians were most excited about the quiche. This is
where we met our friend Zolar from the planet Zoooooooooo. Jen C. after one too many
Poland Spring sparkling waters, decides to wear bottlecaps as eyes and put her hoodie over
her legs. She transformed into Zolar. After a long day in the van, we were all very
entertained.
I’m not one to be an armchair commando, but the three hours of 007
were a little much. Apparently for everyone else too, we went to bed at 11.
   
 
Sunday May 11th Buffalo, NY - Mohawk Place
We get up relatively early setting the
tone for the week. I’ve never been around such early risers. We take showers in
Sara’s mom’s CRAZY shower which has these jets that hit you right in the chest.
It’s an intense experience that we like to think of when picking crust off ourselves
the other days. Sara’s mom even lets us do a load of laundry. After gorging ourselves
with bagels we’re ready to hit the road to Buffalo.
We get to Buffalo around 5pm. Some people want to chill at the club but
some of us decide to venture out and try to find people to give flyers. We are
unsuccessful. We had a run-in at the library from the snooty assistant that wouldn’t
let me check my email without a library card. Jen with eyes like a hawk spots a woman with
short hair across the street. Risking life and limb, she runs across the street to give
her a flyer. She is already coming to the show and bringing some of her friends.
We’re really excited to know people are coming to the show and give Jen the big
thumbs up for being so aggressive.
Back to the club and people are starting to arrive to work. We meet the
bartender and the sound person who seem kinda grumpy, but warm up as the evening
progresses. Marty, who booked the show said they were going to cook for us. We’re
thinking pizza and beer. But, NO! They came in with a gourmet restaurant cooked up right
in front of us. We greedily eat WAY too much delicious food and give Marty a standing
ovation.
There’s a little feature on us in the Buffalo newspaper that says
something to the effect of “Rep. Rick Santorum’s head would explode if her were
to wander into Mohawk Place tonight.” I guess that’s a compliment, right?
The girl we met and some other people come to the show to make it a
nice turnout for a city we’ve never played in before. Everyone was very nice and
bought enough CD’s so we could eat the next day. We follow Marty back to his pad
which he graciously lets us crash in. Sandrine sleeps out in the van because he has a cat
and she’s allergic. The rest of us hole up in his living room and guest bedroom.
Monday May 12th Rochester, NY
- The Bug Jar
The drive from Rochester – Buffalo is like an hour and a half so
we take our sweet time getting ready. Sandrine’s amp is messed up so wego to a music
store and make a million calls trying to find someone to fix it, no luck. We decide
we’ll go to the hotel in Rochester and call our sound guy for advice. We get to the
hotel, and the amp is miraculously fixed.
Thankfully, Tam was perusing the rest
stop reading material and comes across a coupon for $35 hotels in Rochester. We’re so
excited we get two rooms. I can only explain it as a “complex” with all these
weird one-level dorm-looking buildings. We’re in D and I think we’re the only
ones in there. We’re really excited to watch the news and take showers before heading
to Peppermints for a delicious down home dinner. Our waitress wants to send her daughter
to our show, but won’t because it’s a “school night.” The Bug Jar is
the coolest club! This picture is of the ceiling. There’s an entire apartment ?glued?
to the ceiling! It’s so awesome.
Call us optimistic, but I really did believe people would come out on a
Monday night. But, they didn’t. Thankfully two of our new friends from Buffalo made
the trek down to Rochester to party with us. I don’t know if it was something in the
water or what, but we were all totally wired. Since we were really the only people in the
audience, we had a good time dancing on stage with one another, screaming and generally
losing control. I will admit, I threw my bra at Amy while she was playing and Tam wore it
on her face for a whole song. Jen played
impromptu drums during ’19.” I had a
great time. We made $5.
Tuesday May 13th Philadelphia, PA -
The Fire
This is the big driving day that we’ve been dreading. We plan to leave
at 10am, and end up leaving around 10:30 which I consider a success. Sara, Sandrine, Jen
and I all decide to rock breakfast at the McDonalds across the street. Those of you in
Northampton got the total story from Sara, but it was pretty bad. Our little McDonalds
counter person was a freak-hater and was totally mean to all of us. Including “I have
no idea what you were trying to achieve with your change” (sara’s bill was 3.48
and sara have her 4.08 ya’ know.. to minimize pennies) to which Sara responded
“I’ve achieved glory.” It was bad.
Upon looking at the map I discover we are going right through the town my parents live in
on our way to Philadelphia. We are planning to come back there to sleep anyway, so we
decide to make a pit stop and drop off our bags and beg for free lunch. I call my dad who
goes to get us all pizza. We have a nice little break and continue on to Philadelphia.
We arrive in Philadelphia and the first thing the coffee shop lady says
to us is “did you know joan jett is playing tonight?” We’re like, “NO
WAY!!! No one is going to come to our show!!” We go to the source right down the
street and find out she’s actually just receiving an award and not performing. On our
way out of the club we see her getting out of her car. Paige has some bizarre connection
to her which I don’t fully understand. Regardless, we stand at the corner faking
reading magazines while Paige talks to her. We didn’t want to seem like stalkers, ya
know?
We meet up with our friend Samantha who has offered to feed us and hang
out with us. She’s going to be reading at tonight’s show and we’re all
really excited about it. She makes a really amazing spread and we get to meet all of her
cool friends.
We head over to The Fire. It’s a really cool club. For those of
you who are Bostonites, it’s like the Abbey Lounge. They let us hang out upstairs in
this apartment/office type place. It’s nice to be able to relax after a day of
stressful traffic and such. There was also a cooler full of water and Schlitz, which was
exciting.
The show was probably our most populated one outside of Boston. Samantha pulled out all
the stops with promotion and people came and enjoyed the show. We had a really good time
at this show too. After the show, we got totally lost in Philadelphia. We arrive at my
parents house around 3:30am and my mom has made us cupcakes! She is so cute. We spread out
on various couches/rooms and head to bed.
Wednesday May 14th Northampton, MA -Harry's
My mom calls in sick to stay and make us blueberry pancakes. We
leave relatively early and head to NoHo. It's a relatively short ride, about 5 hours. We
arrive at Harry's and automatically are drawn to Hydro Thunder the most intense boat
driving game you could imagine. There are little tables set up aroudn the stage which is
usually a bad rock sign, but we decide to go with it. The people who come seem to enjoy
themselves and for a last show, I think we do pretty well. We all load up the van for the
last time and head home. We stop at our rehearsal space and drop off all the equipment and
then the shuttle to everyone's apartments. I'm lucky, one of the first dropped off, and I
get home around 4am. Overall, the tour was SO FUN and I think we all had a great time.
Thank you to everyone who came out to support us.
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