I’m lonesome, sitting at Kafe Keoruac wishing i was more out-going without my guitar. The people here are beautiful and, if I can glean anything from the school-related conversations going on around me, very smart. I like smart beautiful people! Sometimes I think I’M a smart and beautiful person! We should totally hang out! Alas – it’s not destined to be and I shall remain the weird outsider at the coffeeshop where everyone seems to know everyone else.
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See?!!? The first frost of the winter of 2008. -
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rob playing with the spirit of the Hooten Hallers in him at the studio of KOPN in Columbia, MO. -
Jeff Wheeler at KOPN, pushing buttons and twiddling knobs… whatEVER it is that he gets up to. -
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We make our escape into the absolutely freakin’ freeziness of the night after first the Blue Fugue and then KOPN. A full night, a good night to retreat to doggie warmth at Firedancer’s place. -
Kansas City is a pretty enchanting town. I hadn’t realized that we’d played Westport Coffeehouse before, but once we were there I recognized the spot. We had a great show, all thanks to Mason from A’Tris doing the legwork. Here’s Mason and his Midwest woman with Rowan and I grinning after a show well-perpetrated. I’m clearly still heated from the playing, everyone else is all wintry!
I was planning on going to the open mic at a bar called Brew Stirs a little ways down the street, but as always, down-time saps my determination and the time change and my unexpectedly speedy arrival have allowed me three hours before the night begins here. Also a glimpse of the place has all of my usual prejudices about such places slamming into place. It looks like a dive, it’ll probably smell like a dive… without Heather, no-one’s going to car about me in such a place. WITH Heather at least I’d get a double-take.
Mewf. In any case, at this point most of me just wants to hang out at the coffeehouse and play Spore until I can go to my host’s house tonight. The cafe is full of the not-quite-hip, records, books, some Nancy Sinatra tunes and coffee and whiskey. If only they had music! Sigh – alas, it’s not in the cards… they even have Scrabble and comfortable chairs, though the former requires a friend and the latter are spoken for by the natives.
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