Music Biz
I'm going to Red Deer tonight to play at the arts touring alliance annual thing. Will be playing at 8:00 p.m. Friday and Saturday at Red Deer College. You can view my "EPK" (Electronic Press Kit) here
Nice little October road trip.
Update: This was perhaps THE single worst "roving radicals" showcase EVER. I arrived late on Friday night, crashing into the Theatre Lobby dragging all my stuff. Saturday night I spent hours setting up only to play for 15 minutes for people as they wisked through the lobby only to later lose my wallet and remain stranded in Red Deer a day longer than I anticipated. "Roving Radicals" should mean that the radical can truely "rove" and basically play wherever and whenever he thinks he can make a splash. This business of having a 15 minute spot when presenter's attention is fleating is not a very good design.
Despite all that (realizing at 3:00 a.m. that my wallet was gone, retracing my steps and places I drove till 6:00 a.m. accepting the offer from a really strange stranger to stay at his place and leaving after becoming really freaked out, losing my cell phone at a diner on the way home and having to drive back adding an hour and a half to my trip, sleeping in the car, etc.) Having quite the little melt down over it all... yes despite all that there were some good moments and contacts made that I'm glad of...
...noteably:
Talking with Cam Penner about common roots in Manitoba, speaking with the guitar player playing for him that day, Tim ? (can't remember last name) and his little boy. Having lunch with the crew from Brooks, what warm beings. Hanging with Brian and Patsy who I never see except at these things but want to see more cause we're in the same town and it would be fun. Seeing my little guitar students, Billie and Mickie and their family, having them the first through the door where I was playing. Meeting Nathan Rogers and Amber, talking with them about Al Racketti, seeing their new yellow bird and more sharing of Manitoba, specifically Winnipeg Westend (Wolsley) where Marky lives (on the tuning fork). Jamming with the guys from The Dust Poets (more southern Manitobans) even though it all digressed so quickly. The kindness of Randall and Laura in sympathizing with my wallet woes and lending me 10 bucks each for gas. Having Jake Peters hear me and notice my ailing D-18 S Martin and offering to take it back to his shop for repair.
Step into the light and be transformed. (Or perhaps it's "fall into the darkness and be obscured")
regardless, now that I've "updated" this post perhaps I can move on to a new one.