Day 3 – #HOPEtour (Las Vegas, Cancelled Gigs, and the Bikiniless bar)

Well, yesterday was a very interesting day. I don’t even know where to begin, but I guess it’s probably from when I woke up… When I got to Vegas, I was greeted by an angel. Her name was Rose, she was like “bellhop” at the Las Vegas Hotel.

You see, Rose greeted me at 5:15 AM, when I first pulled into Vegas. I pretty much stumbled out of my car and just followed her every direction to my room, which i think was 2237 – but I could be mistaken. She was very kind, and has worked at the LVH for 37 years! I can’t even imagine doing the same thing for 20 years… granted, I’m not old enough to get to the thirty seven year mark, but one day!

I fell asleep pretty quickly and woke up around 10 o’clock in the morning. I had hoped to sleep till noon, but it just didn’t work out. When I woke up I jumped in the shower, which was horrible (just so you know) but anyways, I called down for room service, and Rose came over to take my bags back to my car.

I texted my friend, and ask him where we ate the last time I was in Vegas, and waited there for about an hour for another friend of mine to show up and have breakfast with me. It’s really nice to see a friendly face when you’re on the road. NEVER underestimate a good friend.

I had the “Damigo”, a.k.a., my egg white omelette creation and It was fantastic. We left around 1 o’clock, and I headed straight for the post office to send a few packages.

After that, I went across street and got a pedicure and that’s all I have to see about that.

Somewhere around this time, I got a phone call from the booker of the show that I was supposed to play, and he asked me a terrible question, “Hey, what are you doing in town?” Uh oh…

Needless to say, my show was canceled. I put it on Facebook and all that stuff to let people know that it wasn’t a workout on this trip. But I hopped online and found a spot that had an open mic, and basically killed time the rest of the day.

I ended up changing a brake light on my car, which really wasn’t very fun and I jammed my finger pretty good, whoever decided to design this Dodge Caliber like this… I kinda hate your face.

I drove around for a while, had dinner, and then found the Bikini Bar, where the open mic night was. This was unlike any open mic of ever been to before. There were basically only three performers, so I played for about an hour or so.

Everyone was super kind, but I guess they are changing the name to make it a blues bar or something, because there were no bikinis… Which was a bummer, cause Michelle, the bartenders, who was a sweetheart, could totally rock one!!! (Hi Michelle!!!)

Well, it’s around 1 o’clock in the morning now, I am about five or six hours away from Salt Lake City. I’m probably going to pull over soon and get some sleep, because I’m absolutely exhausted, but today was an awesome day. It’s nice to get away for a little bit. But if I’m being completely honest, my brain makes life really tough sometimes. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, I feel like I should be able to Brush people off, but I can’t…. All I want to do is call home to someone that I really care about. Blah… Whatevs…

I hope to see you in Salt Lake tonight!



About Josh Damigo

Josh will cheerfully admit that he averaged less than a dozen people a show when he first began playing San Diego coffee houses. But he garnered diehard fans in the process, sold a few thousand copies of his homemade EP, Pocket Change, and picked up few awards along the way. After a traumatic family incident, Damigo retreated inward, and he ended up writing what would ultimately become his breakout debut, Raw. The album was true to its name and people noticed - Josh picked up two San Diego Music Awards for “Best Acoustic” and “Best Local Recording,” opened for the likes of Zac Brown, Jason Mraz, Eric Hutchinson, and Matt Nathanson, and had enough money and momentum to tour the country a few times over. A few years after Raw, there was his third release, Hope. Whereas Raw was a mostly acoustic, vulnerable affair, Hope was a celebration. Pleading and poignant, heartfelt and heavy hearted, it segued effortlessly from orchestral to alt-country, eventually landing him in the top 25 on the country charts. One of the hardest working indie singer/songwriters in Southern California, Damigo spent much of year with producer Mike Butler, gathering up some of the finest musicians in town, shaping his songs and sound further still for his latest album, "Just Give Me a Call", available now, on Randm Records. From the up-tempo single, “Just Give Me a Call”, to the simple sincerity of the ballad “Tennessee”, Josh’s songwriting skills are clear, his voice rings true and his goals remain the same as when he started - to keep making the best music he can, and to share it with all.
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