The little tavern we frequent in Chicago was absolutely steaming last night, a mad crush of people and the noise was beyond anything I will tolerate now. Even though the rest of the guys were braving it, I gave my apologies and made an abrupt about face. I was in need of food as much as the drink. I ended up at the same Italian restaurant I’d had dinner in the night before for Italian sausages grilled with onions and peppers in bowl with a thin sauce of garlic and wine, crusty bread and a couple of martinis. Now we’re talking.
Woke early this morning, coffee and up to the gym for the usual hour of humiliation. This afternoon we flew from Midway Airport in Chicago to Indianapolis for tonight’s show at The Murat Theatre that was built as part of the Murat Shrine Temple in 1910 and featured Broadway plays. Winston Churchill spoke here in the early 1930s. The Murat served as home to the Indianapolis Symphony Orchestra and under the baton of Fabien Sevitzky the orchestra made records for RCA Victor in this theatre.
Another capacity sell out, 2,500 great folks. We were talking on the plane heading back to Chicago after tonight’s show, how much we’re all enjoying this North American run of theatres. It’s really been nothing short of a joy to walk out on these stages every night, play some music and have a hell of a good time while the audience does as well. We’re all too lucky.
Debby had b.b.q. ribs for the short trip back tonight. Tomorrow we de-camp Chicago after six days in this wonderful city. We play a show tomorrow night in Ann Arbor, Michigan then fly to Toronto where we’ll base for the next several days.