An Ass Full of Vegas
Thursday, November 11th, 2010Me and Charles are still reeling from what was supposed to be our biggest month ever, which slowly deteriorated into a month of being broke, sick and cold. Vegas has never really been my thing. It’s great to go to a couple times when you’re in your 20′s and can handle the huge amounts of alcohol that you’ll consume, but after a while it’s not that interesting. I think it’s the fakeness of everything, they have fake New York, fake Paris, fake Venice, fake Roman palaces, a fake pyramid, fake pirate ships, and thousands upon thousands of tourists being some fake version of themselves because they think that’s what you do in Vegas. Truly Vegas exists for one purpose, to fill people up with alcohol so you can extract their money from them.
What we went there to do
We went there to spend the bulk of the month of October getting people drunk and extracting money from them. In times past I had been there and seen friends of mine make insane money in their tip jars and many piano players make their way to Vegas at some point because of it. There are tons of gigs in Vegas and between me and Charles we know quite a few players in the area so we decided to see what the Vegas scene was like.
Asking for the Gig
If you want to get hired to play piano in Vegas an agent is a necessary. Almost all of the gigs are in huge corporate hotels so it’s actually good to have the agent to be your liaison between you and the hotel top brass who can be a real pain to deal with. Through our friends we got an audition with the guy in Vegas who books about 90% of the piano shifts in Vegas and fortunately it went really well. We auditioned at the end of August and there was talk of putting us to work starting in October. Charles was heading to Washington DC and Europe for September so working Vegas in October seemed like perfect timing.
Perfect timing because we wanted to replenish a dwindling bank account, Charles had been on vacation and my last couple gigs had been pretty low paying, and I still hadn’t been paid from those gigs yet. Charles gets to Vegas and talks to the agent who says “we’ll probably put you at this place…..” “you’d be a good fit over that place…..” “you’d work well with…..” but never actually gives up a solid gig. Keeps promising to call back but rarely does. Things are getting scary. Charles finally gets one gig after about 9 days of waiting, and it’s promising. Tips are about triple what you normally see.
The agent tells me and Charles he’s got us a Thursday – Saturday. Whew! At this point Charles is in Vegas, I’m in Seattle. I hop in my car and get about an hour into the 20 hour trek to Vegas when Charles calls me. No gig afterall. OK back to Seattle. Meanwhile Charles is in Vegas getting really sick, and not just from drinking.
Seattle was like it normally is. Cold and wet. This was the first time since moving into the RV that we were faced with being inside the RV most of the time because the weather outside was miserable. Couple that with the fact that cash reserves were low because of the gig situation and you had a recipe for stress. I know I was stressing people out. So thank God when the call came that there was a Tuesday night gig in Vegas at Harrah’s, one of the top rooms in Vegas for dueling pianos.
I got in the car and headed for Vegas just hoping I wasn’t going to get another call saying this gig was off. Pulled over and slept in the van outside of Twin Falls, Idaho. Glad I brought extra sleeping bags, it was cold. Got an early start and got the Vegas late in the day. Who knew the the desert NE of Vegas was so cool? Really amazing rock formations and lush desert. Wish I woulda took pictures but I was on a mission.
A Welcome Face, Drinking and Smoking
Pulled into Vegas and promptly hooked up with Charles who I hadn’t seem in about 6 weeks and got to the important tasks of the night, getting drunk and smoking. Charles friend DJ Dan and his friends helped us out on both counts and we promptly headed to NYNY to see my buddy Eric who plays there and who I was crashing with. The place was packed and it was a Monday night, people were partying their asses off. Sweet.
Our next night at Harrah’s was awesome too. Tuesday and there was a full house of people lined up to throw money in the jar, thank God we were finally working again. More gigs were promised for the rest of the week but I had to head to Riverside, CA, about 3 1/2 hours away, to meet up with the family who were driving the RV down from Seattle. Thankfully their trip went off without a hitch and we got parked in beautiful Rancho Jurupa park in Riverside.
Driving back to Vegas
A couple more gigs came through in Vegas which was nice, we needed it, but I think I’m done barking up that tree. Vegas is cool for that weekend getaway but it starts to wear me down being there longer term. Riverside with it’s lakes, hiking and bike riding right outside our door was much more suitable to the living space I had in mind when we first took off.
Our Vegas trek didn’t turn out at all like we had hoped but things are looking great from here on out. Steady gigs in Reno, San Francisco, Phoenix and our very first gig on the Sunset strip in LA are all on the horizon, plus we’ll be parked in the LA area where the forecast is for sun, sun and more sun. Can’t wait.

















