Originally Posted by
Brian Krashpad
Well, the kids kinda poisoned the well though. I'd been telling them both all week for Haley to tell her dad I would be happy to come over and meet him, or discuss it on the phone (Haley heard that Jack was going and wanted to go along, obviously I wouldn't suggest this), so that he'd be OK with it. She got in hot water over some small other thing and then sprang it on him at the last minute instead. Ah, teens.
So I had to meet Dad right before the gig. I left the leather jacket and big boots in the van, and went in wearing a hoodie and Converse, but still... all black. Also wore some more "normal" wire frames instead of the Buddy Holleys. Fortunately, the fact that I had gray in my hair, and that our label guy/photog is an Alachua County Sheriff's Deputy, helped sway him.