Mark, Kelli, and I make a late night, 145 mile run to see G-13.
We stopped at a dive bar in Easton for a quick beer….
And then made our way to Ocean City, MD for some fun.
Ratdog was in town, and G-13 was the after party.
They weren’t there yet, so we went for a walk.
T was there first, as he didn’t go to the Ratdog show….
So the stage was empty…..
But that didn’t last long.
At five minutes to midnight, the guys kicked off the show.
The crowd was standing room only (unless you could find a chair).
As usual, Scarecrow ran the sound.
Of course, there was also some taping going on.
It’s always good to see a packed house.
Riding the Ratdog high, G-13 was on fire!!!!
The music was great…..
And so were the fans.
Social!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So many people made it tough for me to move around to get pictures…..
So I got some angles I don’t usually get.
Vintage G-13 clothing.
Tie dye shirts, some things never change.
There was a line to get inside….
But no one went in unless someone came out.
Skip sports the badge of honor.
Your photographer for the night, Scott Habicht.
John looked on while Skip and Jason played….
But he had rockstar ambitions on his mind.
Feel the rhythm.
Impromptu G-13 clothing.
The light show was good, as always.
Scrow checks a few things, while Pugs looks on.
He’s a longboard kinda guy.
Hey man, can I get a copy?
Scrow joined in for some fun.
Glasses required.
There was a short set break….
And Jason took some time to pound a few beers….
While others went into the back to relax….
But with only two hours to play that night, the break was short lived.
Hey, did you see that kick ass photographer?
Finally, the shot with all five of them in the picture.
I think I’ll stick with the urinal.
I was told this was a picture taken of Bob Weir earlier in the night.
John, jammin’ on the bass….
Skip, strummin’ the guitar….
Jason, layin’ down the lead….
T, rocking with the cow bell…..
Sonny, just tap-tap-tappin’.
Well, it was a short show, and that’s the end.
Kelli went up to say hello to everyone….
And Skip scored a hug!!!!
Yes, ha ha indeed.
Jason sporting the badge of honor.
The alien wagontrain was in town for the night.
No, she didn’t.
At 2:15am Sonny says everyone must leave the building now!!!!
The noise was too much for T…..
And his ear was bleeding from it.
Alright, time for us to go.
As the crowd stumbled out the door…..
Ocean City’s finest made sure to keep them in line.
Thanks to Ratdog and G-13 for the great time!!!!!!