It took me exactly the same amount of time to drive back from VA to MA as it did for me to drive to VA from MA.
Grrr.
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I’m performing tonight at a benefit for homeless causes down in Middleboro, MA. The event starts at 6:30 and there are poets, musicians, etc…I go on around 8 or so.
This is going to be a weird gig. Faro had to pull out of the show due to a family obligation. Since the specific request of the organizers was to have Duende, and even more specifically for us to do the New Orleans / Katrina piece “Do You Know What It Means,” I offered to pull out if me solo wasn’t what they wanted…I also offered to try and get a_solitaryman to try and fill in on a guitar arrangement of the music, since he helped us produce the track to begin with and knows the music cold (sadly, he was unavailable). Barring those options, I told her I’d do the show solo.
So…instead of all that…the organizer (who, I think, didn’t quite get that I had some definite opinions about the options) went and hired a guy to write out the bass chart for the piece from the CD and learn to play it. (This happened while I was in VA, by the way.)
I spoke to him last night — nice guy, but I’m a little worried, since his first words to me after pleasantries were exchanged were, “So…was he playing a five string bass on this?” And when I said yes he said, “Ohhhh…ok….”
I just got off the phone with Faro (who thinks, as I do, that the whole situation is pretty funny) and learned that he doesn’t even use all five strings on the piece.
I don’t have high hopes here, but professionals soldier on…We’re getting together around 5 or so to go through it.
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I need a break and some money and some hope and some answers and a quick and painless death followed by paradise and tea cosies on my head as a sort of reward for going through some of the pain I’ve been going through lately.
Either that or a cup of coffee.
Ah well, Icchus is sleeping next to me on the couch and that helps.

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