So I've pretty much dominated this whole blog alone, but I figured it's time to give a shout out to da sista. This past Saturday, she had to go drown her LSU sorrows away by attending the ever-famous Tipitina's. This is the email I received from her this morning.
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Groupie Turned Goodie-Two-Shoes
Little sister isn't the only Stanga who hangs out with the band. For the past month, I was looking forward to seeing the Drive By Truckers at Tipitina's. Saturday night was the night! A classmate and I threw on our cowboy boots and headed to the show. We had a great time rockin' out to some old favorites as well as songs from their upcoming album (rel. Jan. 08). So the show is over and we are finishing our last beer when some guy comes up to us and asks if we want to go hang out with the band. Uhm...yeah! We follow him up to the private band room at Tip's. We walk into the room where the band is hanging out, and introduced ourselves and told them what a great show they put on, blah, blah, blah. And then we start looking around the room. This is THE private band room. Where pictures of Professor Longhair, the Neville Brothers, and the like grace the walls. Where THEY used to go hang out after the show. We hung out there for a bit and one of the band members asked if we wanted to hang out on the bus. Again...uhm YEAH! We got on the bus and were given the one rule of the bus: no solids in the potty! Ick. So, the partying continued and I decided that it was getting late. I think I shocked the band when I said that I had to go! Who leaves the band's bus? I do! I had a lot of school work to tend to on Sunday and had to be on top of my game. Can we say NERD! But anyway, I have to wonder why they ask single girls to hang out with the band in the first place?!?
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Groupie Turned Goodie-Two-Shoes
Little sister isn't the only Stanga who hangs out with the band. For the past month, I was looking forward to seeing the Drive By Truckers at Tipitina's. Saturday night was the night! A classmate and I threw on our cowboy boots and headed to the show. We had a great time rockin' out to some old favorites as well as songs from their upcoming album (rel. Jan. 08). So the show is over and we are finishing our last beer when some guy comes up to us and asks if we want to go hang out with the band. Uhm...yeah! We follow him up to the private band room at Tip's. We walk into the room where the band is hanging out, and introduced ourselves and told them what a great show they put on, blah, blah, blah. And then we start looking around the room. This is THE private band room. Where pictures of Professor Longhair, the Neville Brothers, and the like grace the walls. Where THEY used to go hang out after the show. We hung out there for a bit and one of the band members asked if we wanted to hang out on the bus. Again...uhm YEAH! We got on the bus and were given the one rule of the bus: no solids in the potty! Ick. So, the partying continued and I decided that it was getting late. I think I shocked the band when I said that I had to go! Who leaves the band's bus? I do! I had a lot of school work to tend to on Sunday and had to be on top of my game. Can we say NERD! But anyway, I have to wonder why they ask single girls to hang out with the band in the first place?!?

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Now for all who are wondering about what she is referring to about me not being the only sister who hangs out with the band, she's talking about when I worked the Taylor Swift/Sugarland/Kenny Chesney concert, had backstage access, worked the stage during the show and then partied in the private Tiki Lounge and then Kenny's official tour bus. Unfortunately for sister, cameras weren't allowed in Tipitina's, but I was able to get some shots of my big adventure.
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