When we arrived at the restricted parking area near the pier, Tina was waiting near a streetlight. Her t-shirt said “ROTA,” and she was hopping back and forth in her high tops and ripped jeans with drumsticks in the back pocket.
Beside her was Tina’s amazing CTA traveling drum kit setup: A luggage roller was stacked with bungie-corded bass and tom drums and hardware. Around her neck were two Chicago Sun-Times delivery bags, one contained the snare drum and one her foot pedal. Her right bicep had a tattoo of Betty Boop jumping out of a snare drum.
“Ahoy Mateys! Where’s this damn boat?” she yelled.