My husband and I have been taking turns lately with our kids on the weekends, as most parents with more than one child know, it is impossible to be everywhere at the same time. We call this technique “divide and conquer.” My turn with Alex was yesterday. His band had the opportunity to appear on a live locally broadcast television show in Austin, Texas. We were supposed to be there at 2:00 p.m., actually arrived at 2:30 p.m. (that traffic!), and went live at 4:00 p.m.
The trip to Austin was uneventful, except for the brotherly love apparently going on in the other vehicle. Two of the guys are actually brothers. Nothing out of the ordinary for blood brothers, just a little friendly slapping each other in the head repeatedly, and loudly expressing their general disagreement. Makes for fun in dicey traffic, though! We arrived in Austin at a little studio on the east side, an eclectic part of town from what I have heard, and from my observation. It was a quaint little studio; we were in a big black room, with large multicolored lights, cameras and people who looked like they knew what they were doing wandering in and out doing what they know how to do.
3:00 setting up … 3:15 looking good … 3:30 sound check, making adjustments, let’s play a song or two … 3:45, no sound coming out of this monitor … 3:50 still no sound coming out of this monitor … let’s play another song … that’s good. 3:55 … finally sound in the monitor … 4:00 … “Here we are, Live from Austin, Texas, my name is Scott … and we’ve got a band, For Every Day, out of Flower Mound, Texas that’s going to rock your socks off,” or whatever he said. I don’t know what he said, because during this time I was watching my son, who apparently noticed something was not quite right and jiggled a plug on his pedal board. BWZZYT (think of an obnoxious loud zapping noise). Scott didn’t bat an eye, but just kept talking. Again, Alex leaned over and jiggled the plug … BWWZZZZZTTT …and a little one … BWZT, just as Scott says, “Here they are…For Every Day!” Well, whatever the problem, if there was one, Alex solved it in the nick of time. I know the parents all heaved a collective sigh of relief, though we didn’t hear it, as by then the room was full with the sound of our boys rocking Austin’s socks off, or at least those Austinites who were watching Channel 10 at 4:00!
Ah, the nerve-wracking charm of live television!