Slowly driving away from the storm. We’re playing out in Frederick tonight. Out being the operative word – out on the street for their First Saturday of August – we’ll have cover if it’s needed and power where it’s needed, but I’m hoping that the former WON’T be needed. Though the weather reports have been insisting on a clear evening, there’s an awful lot of cloud cover menacing us from above and I could hear the distant roar of rambling grumbling thunder as we were loading the car.
Still, things tend to turn out for the best (searches frantically for wood… fortunately, guitars, djembes, speaker cabinets all abound and are within easy reach). This has been such a busy week but slowly things are wrapping up this weekend. I think I’ll have John Thayer’s CD design done before I go to bed tonight and I finished the House of Traditions.
Tradition’s advert ths morning. Heather’s been doing an amazing job getting bookings nailed for the next couple of months and a couple of other bits of good fortune have landed in our laps recently too – a lot of them to do with connections that Heather’s been making in Baltimore at the An Poitin Stil open mic.
It’s funny how you can bum around a town for almost a decade and then over the course of one night it’s like you meet all the right people. Of course, nothing’s solid from that yet, so I’ll be quiet as we wait for it all to frew ISH. (knocks on guitar again)
Well, the rain’s coming down. It’ll probably have cleared out by the time we play, but the question will be whether the weather has cleared out the heat and humidity, or if it all hits the hot, hot streets and forms a cloying, smothering blanket of steam and humidity from which there is no escape but the sweet, cool embrace of death. (or my car’s air conditioning at the end of the show).
