Tonight we played the Bathtub Gin in Mooresville, NC – courtesy of our old friend Matt Lindi, who we actually knew from the Rose Room up in Massachusetts. He’d moved down to North Carolina about four years ago and has been trying to get us to come back down here ever since. We’re flattered and finally time has allowed and it was a wonderful west-most point. Heather and I have eaten a lot of sushi this trip, and we’ve got no complaints about that, and Mooresville was no exception. Matt pointed us to a great spot just across the street and we grabbed a quick bite before returning to the Bathtub (which sure enough has a bathtub mounted on the wall) and playing a 45-minute set.
I think it was one of the first times I’d gotten to see Matt play – apparently for most of the time we’d known him up in New England he’d been suffering a debilitating finger injury (some sort of poking incident that had gone horribly awry) and so though I’d seen him play, he’d never gotten to really go AT it. Full healed and with friends to play with, Matt’s kind of a wonderful monster on the stage, and the sheer joy that radiated from him and fellow monster Jeremy Mohr was just marvelous. I sat and watched fingers fly and sort of wished we’d had time to sit and jam afterwards.
Alas – we had to jet off to Thomasville, NC to crash for the night… such is Life.
Come morning we’re back on the road and headed east to Carrsboro with Pink Floyd wailing out of the radio. Unfortunately one of the first things I read going across my Facebook page this morning was about a friend’s dog who’s slowly losing the fight against cancer. Heather and I have a lot of fond memories of that mammal and I think Mary joined Chelsea and Beau right around the same time we met them at an open mic in Richmond. She got to go to many gigs and is a wonderful companion and if we’re lucky we’ll get to see her tomorrow in Virginia before making our way home.
Heather and I are both sleepy today – more bad dreams and I’ve got this horrible shoulder pain from sleeping at a strange angle.
Heather apparently had a lengthy dream about alien overlords with a bean allergy. I can’t wait till we get our BrainBox USB ports installed so I can tune in.
Owner Jim Clements kicks off his Koinonia Coffeehouse open mic in Durham, NC. Great Bose speaker system hanging from the ceiling, even greater subwoofers hidden below. It was nice to sound at least ROUGHLY like US! ilyAIMY performing at the Koinonia Coffeehouse in Durham, NC. Later in the evening at Koinonia Coffeehouse some bluesier-than-bluegrass music kicks into high gear and inspires our friends and hosts Jamie and Barnaby to go forth and cut rugs. Rugs are ALWAYS in danger around them!
