September 29, 2013.

After crashing at Dave’s place in Putnam, CT we got up and had a leisurely day. We spent the first 3 hour or so hanging out at Victoria Station doing office work – and then we got on the town and wandered around antiquing and exploring. Much to my chagrin, Wonderland Books was gone – much to my relief Wonderland Comics was still there – and as if just to make me a little bit happier there was a new music store called String Tinkers which specializes in boutique guitars, ukuleles and high-end cigar box guitars…. because they exist!
The third night out on our wandering found us at Rick’s Music World – a community-oriented instrument shop in Massachusetts that we’d stumbled across once about five years ago. Maybe longer, judging from the postcard they still had floating around… The night was a good cross-section of talent swinging from the very young to the pretty old and from never-before taking the stage to touring veterans. Good sound, fun stage, house kit and piano… what else could you ask for? We sold a bunch of CDs, booked some gigs, met a manager who booked us for some other gigs… all in all a very, very productive night.

Well, we DID make it through the first round, which was more than 50% of the other performers did, but we were beat out in the second round and I’m trying not to over think the strategy of it all. My brain wants to chew and chew and say “we should’ve played this” or this or that or the other – and we probably should’ve, but these contests – especially when all the performers are as spectacular as these – are always kind of a coin toss.

I came away with a couple of new favourite artists and a greater respect for some that I’d seen a couple of times before. I also feel that I have expanded my open-mic-host vocabulary via some Tomisms, but that that might not be a good thing. He had a couple of pretty special quotes tonight.

Well, now the plan’s gone to shit. Unfortunately we had booked a hotel for the night to give us a halfway point back to Baltimore – but half way on an 8 hour drive is still four hours… and it took us a while to get out of the Lizard Lounge… and it took us a while longer to get out of Boston… the GPS now reports our arrival time at 5.30am and that’s without a stop for gas. At that point it’s absolutely absurd to pay anyone any money to sleep on their beds – but we’re locked into it by now and we’re just going to have to make the best of it.

Tomorrow we’ve got to be loading in by 5pm for the Baltimore Book Festival, and beyond that we’ve got to be charming and functional. That means leaving the hotel with checkout at noon and taking no more than an hour in either traffic or food stops…. It’s going to be a tight trip. Not at ALL the way I like to plan things. 

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