so... we roll into town
around 7:30 pm
and we go to the motel.
we check in...
lamp falling off of the
the wall... lights barely
working. the top sheets of
the beds, scary.
big back area that was tiled...
perhaps for a quick clean up?
eh.
we drive to the rusty rudder.
and look around... we get get
drinks... we get bored. other
bands starting to arrive...
first guy goes on. he's
okay... seems like he's
getting his sea legs performing... interesting
guitar chords.
first band outside was seriously tone
deaf... like wow... paint by numbers,
typical alt. country americana drivel
about a pick up truck and lost... everything.
going inside we saw crabmeat thompson...
he was funny and good at what he did...
then it was back outside to see a great band,
curly and the rocket... great stuff...
on the inside... drivel.
back outside... drivel. back inside... jam
rock classic rock... drivel.
last band outside was truly horrorfying.
then we go inside... the band on Stage C didn't
show... so the sound guy says... we'll move
june star to the C Stage... bigger stage, "better sound"
sounds good?
we go on at 12:30... most people had left...
we had to beg for 3 schlitz beers... the lights
weren't on the stage... we played in darkness... we played
to no one... we had a good time joking with
each other... delaware doesn't sell carry out beer...
we end up with a check for 100 dollars...
wow... and we paid 27 dollars for the bar tab.
after some great late night wings...
we sleep for a while... hoping that our gig next
morning will be canceled.
here's the deal... we got 50 bucks for the festival
and an extra 50 for the next day playing at some
relay race... so they set up our "stage" literally
two feet from Ocean Highway, in a liquor store parking lot...
we play from 10-11:45 am... there was no one there... at 10
am at Dewey Beach... at one point
I begin laughing maniacally and cannot
control myself... there was a brief
moment where timmy and I thought about
buying some hard liquor to soothe the ruffles...
after 40 minutes... we packed it in... talked to
the sound guy and said, "We're leaving... this is lame."
he agreed.
It was a pretty low time for us...
like we took money to take money...
sad... sad... sad... sad...
Timmy and I laughed about these things...
just sad to know that we were apart of it...
dirty feelings.
grimm
1 comment:
I don't know, but I keep thinking of a word you brought up earlier. Ego. I am not sure how it fits in.
It is no fun to not have an audience especially when you and Timothy are such good musicians. You two play together really well and are both talented.
But, you got to hear a bit of good music. Listened to what is out there. Had some beer and according to you, long laugh. After finishing up on Saturday you should have gone to the Cape Henlopen beach, which is just down the road a piece from Dewey, and laid back in the sand and listened to the waves.
Times are changing right now. The US economy is coming off a prolonged high and going into the doldrums. People will lose jobs and spend less money as time goes on, regardless of who becomes the next president. Consumerism is heading into a rut, and I think your style of music will fit right in. Fear not,your audience will grow.
In the meantime, there is also that old trick called ADVERTISING which can increase audience size.
Thanks for writing.
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