Another venue I've been aware of for many, many years. Yet this is the first show I've ever done here – The Lyric Opera House in Baltimore.
Don't think I've mentioned this before. Every day there's a security guard posted at my office door, whose sole responsibility is to watch over me. Cuz I'm the money dude.
After the show tonight, I made several trips out to the bus, and every time I set foot outside, a cop (a real cop, with a gun) would come out of nowhere and escort me every step of the way from venue door to bus door around the corner. Weird. I asked if everyone was being escorted and was told no, just me.
Great.
Maybe I'll go shopping for a flak jacket and a Glock tomorrow in Philly on my day off.
Ghetto.
Shady.
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