Here's my embarassingly out of focus and woefully under lit (auto flash, where art thou?) shot of Williams pretending to hop the fence with his bass in tow after the backyard party the Boondogs played Saturday night was shut down by Little Rock's finest. Hey, I didn't think we were playing that loud but my ears as well as my eyes, nose, and throat are completely clogged with pollen these days. And yeah, I guess midnight is a little late for a band to be playing outside. And even though the party's hostess said that she would happily pay the fine for the noise violation if we would please keep on playing, we politley informed her that we would rather not go to jail. (Sorry ma'am. Parks closed. Moose out front should have told you.)
Oh what fun, I haven't played at a party shut down by the cops since high school. The three officers who appeared in the yard were not amused by our "low-watt avant-pop." They didn't come by to say we needed to turn it down. It was a very stern "why are you playing now?" followed by a "make sure you apologize to the neighbors" that once spoken thus became the closing remarks on a fun, lively, late night, outdoor soirée.
That said, the Boondogs survived the brush with the law and are readily available for bookings - private parties, outdoor receptions, barbeques, crawfish boils, May Day Parades, Literary Festivals, etc . . .
Posted by Red Chuck at April 10, 2006 11:49 AM