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Our blog started as a Travelog (my wife Sarah and I followed The Dead and Phish in an RV summer of 2004) - but now it is Mr. Mike's blog about life and that sort of thing. A working class family man - trying to start our own hippie business and managing telemarketters all the while.
Saturday, October 09, 2004
Day 52: July 27 The Dead @ DTE Energy Center - Clarkston MI
We had a few chores to do yet this morning - I was taking out garbage and Sarah was putting the house back together to get it ready to hit the road - also before we left Sarah was determined to let the manager of the KOA know about their sub-par hot tub area... so she went into the office and asked for a manager and let them know about our complaints - the manager took a complete attitude with her and points to their maintenance man and says he is the one you need to talk to about that. Needless to say this is very poor management - the maintenance man becomes very defensive stating that there is no smoking up there and it was impossible blah blah blah - well this got our day started great. Anyway we hit the road and made our way across Michigan to the venue. It was a short drive and we were there plenty early - there was no charge for parking and we had a nice spot with a main vein of traffic to and from the show. We were feeling pretty good about this venue even though it was starting to rain... we were there early enough to watch Shakedown Street start popping up around us - so we thought we better get our EZUP up and claim our area. So we set up our shelter, grabbed our camping chairs and cracked a beer - it was really starting to rain now so we also grabbed the rain coats and were comfortable. There was a fellow trying to set up his EZUP by himself across the lane from us so we decided to help him out - it is nearly impossible to set up one of those with only one person - plus his was pretty banged up. He was very appreciative and gave me a new hat that had a blue rose on it and said So Many Roads on the back - he was selling these hats and shirts too. So everything was going fine - UNTIL we were starting to hear word that the cops were being dicks here and shutting everybody down already - we didn't worry about it too much since we were way on the edge of Shakedown and people do have a way of exaggerating when it comes to this stuff. Well, we were basically hanging out under our shelter having a beer in a cup (not can or bottle) and just sitting there staying dry - not even looking like we were going to setup or anything - and the cops did come by and tell us we had to tear down our shelter and that we couldn't have any beer. We let them know we were only staying out of the rain and weren't going to be vending (worth a try) but it didn't matter - and this was nearly 3 hours before the doors even opened for the show! Plus these were real cops too - not venue security or anything like that - so we had to tear down - and we looked around us and noticed that Shakedown was coming down! WOW - usually Shakedown finds a way to stay up - but this is two shows in a row now where the vendors have been silenced - no ifs ands or buts... Oh and we had found out at this show that the Deer Creek show was great for vending and people sold out all their stuff and made alot of money - D'OH that's just our luck. We met a kid named Zeke while we were being told to tear down and he gave us a hand - nice kid that we would see more of down the road. We spent the rest of the afternoon watching the cops - they had some situations with being such dicks and brought out the cops on horses - there were a few standoffs over stupid shit and these cops were just rude and horrible - their horses were shitting all over the lot and it was raining and just no good. We did alot of walking around and had a few beers - we met some guy who came to the show with a peach pie and other produce - he gave us peaches. Met another kid Carter who was destined to climb a fence somewhere to get in - ran into our friend Alan who we hadn't seen since the west coast shows, which was really nice - he was spunout like usual and walking around with a mama. Oh and we had the worse neighbors next to our RV - there had to be 10 of them crammed into a little RV and they were going to get fucked up! They kept bugging us for drugs - but I know they already had their share (mushrooms and extacy). They were drinking bottles of beer right out in the open and I knew this would be trouble - we witnessed security talking to them twice and later we saw them come back with cops who took away some of their tickets - these guys were a mess and since some of their friends already went in they had to sit in their RV all night. We had had enough of all this crap though and decided to hit the road and leave very early. We drove about an hour and stayed at a Flying J in Ohio and set ourselves up for a quick 2 hour drive tommorrow to the Blossum Music Center in Cuyahoga Falls OH.
We had a few chores to do yet this morning - I was taking out garbage and Sarah was putting the house back together to get it ready to hit the road - also before we left Sarah was determined to let the manager of the KOA know about their sub-par hot tub area... so she went into the office and asked for a manager and let them know about our complaints - the manager took a complete attitude with her and points to their maintenance man and says he is the one you need to talk to about that. Needless to say this is very poor management - the maintenance man becomes very defensive stating that there is no smoking up there and it was impossible blah blah blah - well this got our day started great. Anyway we hit the road and made our way across Michigan to the venue. It was a short drive and we were there plenty early - there was no charge for parking and we had a nice spot with a main vein of traffic to and from the show. We were feeling pretty good about this venue even though it was starting to rain... we were there early enough to watch Shakedown Street start popping up around us - so we thought we better get our EZUP up and claim our area. So we set up our shelter, grabbed our camping chairs and cracked a beer - it was really starting to rain now so we also grabbed the rain coats and were comfortable. There was a fellow trying to set up his EZUP by himself across the lane from us so we decided to help him out - it is nearly impossible to set up one of those with only one person - plus his was pretty banged up. He was very appreciative and gave me a new hat that had a blue rose on it and said So Many Roads on the back - he was selling these hats and shirts too. So everything was going fine - UNTIL we were starting to hear word that the cops were being dicks here and shutting everybody down already - we didn't worry about it too much since we were way on the edge of Shakedown and people do have a way of exaggerating when it comes to this stuff. Well, we were basically hanging out under our shelter having a beer in a cup (not can or bottle) and just sitting there staying dry - not even looking like we were going to setup or anything - and the cops did come by and tell us we had to tear down our shelter and that we couldn't have any beer. We let them know we were only staying out of the rain and weren't going to be vending (worth a try) but it didn't matter - and this was nearly 3 hours before the doors even opened for the show! Plus these were real cops too - not venue security or anything like that - so we had to tear down - and we looked around us and noticed that Shakedown was coming down! WOW - usually Shakedown finds a way to stay up - but this is two shows in a row now where the vendors have been silenced - no ifs ands or buts... Oh and we had found out at this show that the Deer Creek show was great for vending and people sold out all their stuff and made alot of money - D'OH that's just our luck. We met a kid named Zeke while we were being told to tear down and he gave us a hand - nice kid that we would see more of down the road. We spent the rest of the afternoon watching the cops - they had some situations with being such dicks and brought out the cops on horses - there were a few standoffs over stupid shit and these cops were just rude and horrible - their horses were shitting all over the lot and it was raining and just no good. We did alot of walking around and had a few beers - we met some guy who came to the show with a peach pie and other produce - he gave us peaches. Met another kid Carter who was destined to climb a fence somewhere to get in - ran into our friend Alan who we hadn't seen since the west coast shows, which was really nice - he was spunout like usual and walking around with a mama. Oh and we had the worse neighbors next to our RV - there had to be 10 of them crammed into a little RV and they were going to get fucked up! They kept bugging us for drugs - but I know they already had their share (mushrooms and extacy). They were drinking bottles of beer right out in the open and I knew this would be trouble - we witnessed security talking to them twice and later we saw them come back with cops who took away some of their tickets - these guys were a mess and since some of their friends already went in they had to sit in their RV all night. We had had enough of all this crap though and decided to hit the road and leave very early. We drove about an hour and stayed at a Flying J in Ohio and set ourselves up for a quick 2 hour drive tommorrow to the Blossum Music Center in Cuyahoga Falls OH.
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