We've been lucky over the years. We have a van, Ricky the Red Rocket, who rarely has let us down. He's been everywhere, through everything including a mountain trail in North Carolina he had no business being on.
On this date he groaned. He died en route to the gig. And Breaking Laces had to break their third commandment of touring for only the second time in their history, "Thou shall not cancel the show."
The good news is Ricky is okay. He's back on his feet, or wheels rather, and ready to push the limit of his abilities while we chase down 200,000 miles on his odometer.
So, sorry to all the pumped up Pittburghians who we were unable to rock this evening.
We will reschedule and make it up to you soon.