It’s 8:47 a.m. on Friday, and I’m staring down a pretty intense next 36 to 40 hours. Today, I have my usual clusterfunkiness of deadline-chasing, meetings, driving around Vegas, trying to get a haircut, etc. Then, this evening, that rockin’ band I joined about a month ago, Moonboots, is playing with Old Nevada and Ossum Possum at a joint in Henderson called Babes Rockin’ Sports Bar (5901 Emerald Ave.), which is one-half of an establishment that’s also known as Babes Cabaret, where I hear ladies remove their clothes for money.
One of our two guitar players is held up with day job stuff, so we’ll be playing somewhat stripped-down (slight pun unintended), but we’ll just make up for it by turning our amps up really loud and jumping around more. Plus, there are boobies next store if that’s your thing.
In a decidedly more wholesome thematic shift, I’ll then be waking up at dawn the next morning so that I can be set-up on time for the third annual Love For Literacy festival at the West Las Vegas Library and Arts Center (947 W. Lake Mead Blvd.). I’ll be there representing Pop! Goes the Icon in some way, probably a very tired way, but there’ll be all sort of family-friendly events happening from 9 a.m. to 3 p.m., so if you’re of the child-having set, you should come by at some point and say “hi.”
However, I will be cutting out of the L4L festival a bit early, because I then have to jam over to downtown Las Vegas, because Moonboots is playing with Rusty Maples at the Cotopaxi Questival Las Vegas post-event festival, which runs from 5 to 9 p.m. somewhere on Fremont Street. It’s allegedly free and open to the public, so if sports bars/strip clubs in a weird part of Henderson aren’t your thing, maybe this will be? We’ll be at full five-member power and playing a longer set, to boot!
Hey, food trucks! Sounds like that’ll be my dinner.