Bob’s first band was called the Sniveling Little Rat Faced Gits, further cementing our bond with our Monty Python geekiness. They formed when he was at Antioch College in 1986. Bob went back to the East coast and eventually LA, and the now-shortened band, the Gits, went on to find their place in the Seattle grunge scene. In 1993, the lead singer, Mia, was tragically and horrifically murdered in the streets of her adopted home town. I will follow the mood of this weekend’s event by saying, it is about celebrating the music, and Mia’s talent, not her death. Look it up if you must. We arrived on Thursday with two days of hanging out with the Gits to look forward to.
We were lucky enough to get one of the baths with the big round window.
I had gone for oral surgery the Friday before our trip, and was promised I’d be fine within two days. Not so. I was pretty much holed up in our room for most of our trip, but at least during the follow-up they had given me a prescription for codeine.
It was cold and raining when we arrived, as tends to happen in Seattle. The hotel that Sub Pop had picked out for everyone was old and if it had seen better days, it made up for it in cleanliness and coolness. Their symbol is the peacock. We ordered room service. I had a soft and bland pasta of some kind.
The first night the street was noisy and we were freezing. but the next day I discovered the window had been stuck open six inches, and I was too sleepy to notice. The wood interior was gorgeous. They were holding a Robbie Burns dinner while we were there. Look, such a perfect place for the pipes and the haggis!
Thursday Bob had practice with the band. He grabbed soft and bland egg sandwiches at a burger place across the street for our breakfast and while he was gone I grabbed a light lunch downstairs. The artichoke dip was fantastic, as was the little Caprese salad. They were properly soft but not bland. The meatballs were so bad I am not even going to scar your eyes with them.
That night we had a nice little get-together, but my jaw hurt and it’s been a long time since I’ve been in a room where I didn’t know anybody but Bob, so I didn’t take any pictures or stay long.