Here We Go Again ...

Morning earworm: Beck's Bolero, Jeff Beck. Picked up a live DVD over the weekend, and this was his opening number. I will be spending some quality time studying this disc :D



Let's see how this works ...

Friday's gig was much as I expected - the first set was pretty rough, but we did eventually lock in and turn in a decent performance. Also, a slight return to the drama scene, but fortunately the band itself was only peripherally involved. We have lately been in talks with a local promoter, who has had some promising things to offer - but then, they all do. He had booked us a show next weekend, a theater gig up in New Market, with the prospect of a decent paycheck, something our previous agent never quite managed. Everything is lined up, including an opening act. As an aside, we came upon this guy by virtue of the fact that he is dating MG's daughter.

So, according to MG, he was over visiting one night last week, when there is a rather loud knock on the door, after which a carload of federal marshals come in and haul Mr. Promoter off for some undisclosed parole violation. Alrighty then. Now, the aforementioned decent paycheck is entirely contingent upon Mr. Promoter promoting the show, which will be of limited effectiveness with him in stir. I don't expect that the place will be entirely empty, as our openers have a decent following in the area, and they're friends of ours, but it remains looking like this will be more for fun than profit. So it goes.

On a brighter note, looking over the books for this year, the Wife has suggested, much to my surprise, that I may need to buy another guitar or some studio gear, to get myself in the red for tax purposes. I won't argue ;-)

If we can't play away from the instrument, we can't play with the instrument.