So there I was, minding my own business as usual: I had this call about a kidnapping, complete with failed rescue mission, and I got that cleared up and I’m walking out to my car, just minding my own business, and I see these dudes next door to the kidnapper’s place loading up some equipment into a VanHool bus. Being friendly, as I’m prone to be, I stop and talk to these guys, ask them if the bus is for sale, blah blah blah. As it turns out these fellers claim to play with Monte Montgomery and are headed out on a big trip to spread musical goodness across the fruited plain.
Of course I call them on this obvious lie, as any fool would figure out that Monte Montgomery wouldn’t ride on a bus, he would just use his magical powers to appear backstage at the approximately appropriate time. But, as it turns out, Monte appears, as if on cue, to prove them right (or did he prove me right?).
Anyway, I did get to meet Mr. (and Mrs.) Montgomery and some other cool guys. And that’s the story of today’s installment of “Brush With Greeaaaatnesssss”.
Monte Montgomery
September 3rd, 2002 1:30 am