I'm still sorting through photos from the road trip Paige and I took two months ago. Two months ago! So much has happened since then, but it feels like yesterday. Funny how time continues to play tricks on me. Yet another summer interrupted by back-to-school commercials, premature Halloween displays and my birthday, all looming on the horizon. Don't get me wrong, I love fall. But I love it the way I love a really sad song. In that bittersweet, watching-something-beautiful-die sorta way. So, I'm telling myself summer is just getting started, and I need to check a few things off my summer bucket list: baseball games, Put-in-Bay, drive-in movies, woodsy adventures, and maybe another trip to Nashville. We only spent one evening in the country music capital, and we happened to be there during the CMA festival. This is when drooling fans bring stuffed animals to throw at their favorite sexy country music stars. So we decided to get away from the clusterfuckedness of the streets and find a rooftop to chill on.
We stumbled into a bar at the end of Printer's Alley. The world famous Skull's Rainbow Room opened as a burlesque bar in 1948 and has since gone through several transformations. It just reopened a week before we were there, now offering a mix of burlesque and country music. When we walked in, it was like stepping back in time, but probably much cleaner. A nearly-nude, bedazzled woman was dancing to something jazzy, slowly waving the giant white feathers attached to her hands. Her name is Kitana Louise, and she was as sweet as she is beautiful. This place certainly has character, and it feels authentic. About five people told us different versions of a story about this bar, in which someone was murdered by Al Capone, or, no, Al Capone was hanging out there when the owner of the bar was murdered. I don't know, but I believe it! It was a charming little place, regardless of its Al Capone-murder-affiliation.
We spent the next morning walking around Nashville, drinking glass-bottled Cokes we found before coffee. Nashville has great vibes. It's inspiring to be in a city where so many people are making music, especially if you're on a block lined with recording studios. It's a city pulsing with creative energy. We needed more time! Before taking off for Arkansas, we got lunch with our drummer pal Dale. (Pictured below wearing a dying daisy crown.) Check out Dale's band Cap City Script.