After spending an hour with Fagan, I understood how Fripp could sign a band he'd never heard. With as much hype surrounding The Rosenberg's, Fagan was nothing like your typical rock star, besides the make up. He actually seemed like an old friend, as we discussed the differences between the New York and Midwest music scenes. I would much rather play in the Midwest than my home town. And that's not how it should be.
Nobody promotes the gigs, so nobody ever shows up.
It's a vicious circle, the club owners are assholes, they can make more with a DJ than paying a band. We drank beers into the night and left with hopes of meeting again. Jason Hyken did his job well, and came through with everything he promised. Wichita, Kansas With hangovers, and a storm beating us down, the bus took a stop in Wichita. Outside the bus station, we bundled up and went for a smoke.