Excellent weekend! pulled off three gigs in three days: played Burt’s Irish Pub in Stowe on Friday night, brunch at Bagito’s in Montpelier on Saturday, and afternoon BBQ at Big Fattie’s on Sunday.
In between, I managed to scope out several other joints in Montpelier and Barre, such as Charlie O’s, a funky little dive bar, and Positive Pie, a tastefully modernized, slightly upscale pizza parlor. Both very cool; looking forward to getting in touch with them and hopefully returning in the future for another beer AND a show.
Speaking of which: I booked my next show at Stone Corral Brewing Company in Richmond, Vermont. I will be returning there for a gig on Thursday, June 15. My plan is to book another couple of shows in the area to round out the schedule for that weekend, and then to connect that string of shows to my July 1 show in Wallingford. After that my gig schedule will be more solid. I’m having no trouble booking and busking so far and the rhythm of the road will only get easier to keep up with as I continue to develop my circuit and secure gigs further and further in the future.
Anyways, post-gig at Big Fattie’s my friend M and I went over to Hanover for a couple rounds; we hit Salt Hill Pub and Canoe Club, two other venues that I am looking into. Both were fun, on the mellow side (it was a Sunday night after all), but we did run into several folks that Micah knew and had a relaxing and entertaining evening in spite of what I would term a general lack of exciting action and activity.
There was a little excitement though: After we left Canoe Club, M and I stopped on the sidewalk to have a smoke. While we were smoking he said that he needed to take a look at the wall. I suggested that he pop into the alley for a moment. He did. While he was back there he found a 2/3 full case of Coor’s Light— what luck! So, after returning to his house, we ended the night sipping Rocky Mountain spring water and discussing the fine points of hip hop with his friend W.
Finally at about 1a I decided it was bed time so I rolled out to sleep in the Element. It was drizzling rain, but the temperature was around 63 degrees so I slept with the rear hatch window open to the outside. The futon was super comfortable, and listening to the rain and breathing in the damp, fresh air was incredibly relaxing as I fell asleep.
So, that was my weekend. It’s Monday now. I’m still in White River Junction. Thinking I will play again at Big Fattie’s this evening and take off for Boston or Worcester in Massachussetts via Manchester, New Hampshire tomorrow. After that, I’m not 100% sure, but I’m thinking that Myrtle Beach is in my not-too-distant future.