Two weekends ago I attended a friend's NASCAR Daytona 500 Party. I drove 200 miles to be there and of course I showed up with a Blaster, the Victor M70 EVH to be exact.
I showed up on Saturday (the race was on Sunday) and my buddy had to harass me a little "Always got to have a radio with ya!" followed by "You know, we got stereo's here".
NO PROBLEM!
Saturday night turned into a RAGER! People stopping in, partyin' then leaving with more flowing in....THEN IT HAPPENED....The party moved outside into the drive way and the garage where the pool table is and beyond the reach of the "Plugged in and Bolted Down" home stereo...
NO PROBLEM!
4/5th's of a second later!
BANG! The Music is Rockin', the butt's are wigglin' and someone screams out "Is that a F#$kin' Eddie Van Halen Boombox?" Yes....
Yes it is!
Girls doing shots, guys and girls dancing, the magic is taking place!
The next morning we gear up for the race (hung the hell over) and BANG IT HAPPENS....Rain Delay! 6 hours to be exact!
So, my buddy and I go out back to work on a project he had going of building shelves for his work shed. About 15 minutes goes by and he says...."Yo bro, go grab your boombox and lets have some music out here!"
NO PROBLEM!
At the end of the weekend, he still gave me sh@t about always having a radio, but it was light hearted fun.
Fast forward one week to last weekend (March 1st). The same friend asked me to drive with him from the coast over to the Colorado River to pick up his travel trailer. It was a brutal drive through horrible driving rain, took us 12 hours instead of 5. This time, I did not bring a radio. He never said a word.
We ended up staying with a friend of his, on a 100 acre farm, in the middle of no where, right down the road is the trailer park where he used to stay and where he kept his trailer. He wrangled up all the locals for a big blow out BBQ / Beer Bash and when it was all set up, grill going, people there, beers cracked.....NOTHING! Not even the crickets were singing. People mulling around, girls sitting there bored. My buddy looks at me and says...
"Did you bring a boombox with ya?" I said "Nope".
The so called "Party" dragged on and the people dwindled off and it yawned to an end.
Fast forward to the present...This upcoming weekend my buddy (same guy) and my wife and I are going to the NASCAR race in Las Vegas (hence the reason we needed the trailer). I am in the process of getting all my gear together when I get a text from my buddy that says "Don't Forget Your Boombox!"
NO PROBLEM!
I think he has learned his lesson!
I showed up on Saturday (the race was on Sunday) and my buddy had to harass me a little "Always got to have a radio with ya!" followed by "You know, we got stereo's here".
NO PROBLEM!
Saturday night turned into a RAGER! People stopping in, partyin' then leaving with more flowing in....THEN IT HAPPENED....The party moved outside into the drive way and the garage where the pool table is and beyond the reach of the "Plugged in and Bolted Down" home stereo...
NO PROBLEM!
4/5th's of a second later!
BANG! The Music is Rockin', the butt's are wigglin' and someone screams out "Is that a F#$kin' Eddie Van Halen Boombox?" Yes....
Yes it is!Girls doing shots, guys and girls dancing, the magic is taking place!
The next morning we gear up for the race (hung the hell over) and BANG IT HAPPENS....Rain Delay! 6 hours to be exact!
So, my buddy and I go out back to work on a project he had going of building shelves for his work shed. About 15 minutes goes by and he says...."Yo bro, go grab your boombox and lets have some music out here!"
NO PROBLEM!
At the end of the weekend, he still gave me sh@t about always having a radio, but it was light hearted fun.
Fast forward one week to last weekend (March 1st). The same friend asked me to drive with him from the coast over to the Colorado River to pick up his travel trailer. It was a brutal drive through horrible driving rain, took us 12 hours instead of 5. This time, I did not bring a radio. He never said a word.
We ended up staying with a friend of his, on a 100 acre farm, in the middle of no where, right down the road is the trailer park where he used to stay and where he kept his trailer. He wrangled up all the locals for a big blow out BBQ / Beer Bash and when it was all set up, grill going, people there, beers cracked.....NOTHING! Not even the crickets were singing. People mulling around, girls sitting there bored. My buddy looks at me and says...
"Did you bring a boombox with ya?" I said "Nope".
The so called "Party" dragged on and the people dwindled off and it yawned to an end.
Fast forward to the present...This upcoming weekend my buddy (same guy) and my wife and I are going to the NASCAR race in Las Vegas (hence the reason we needed the trailer). I am in the process of getting all my gear together when I get a text from my buddy that says "Don't Forget Your Boombox!"
NO PROBLEM!
I think he has learned his lesson!
I had my RX-C45 at Mount Glorious for a BBQ last Sunday. Everybody was just sitting around not saying much. I fire up the RX, via the Line In and all of a sudden, everybody starts talking and the party has officially started. 
