Not really all too much to report here, but folks are asking me “what’s going on?”, “when’s the next post coming out?” so what the hell, here it goes:
Essentially I’ve been bouncing back and forth between Burlington and Plymouth/Cape Cod for the past month.
June 10 & 11 I was in Plymouth for a couple gigs at Shanty Rose and New World Tavern.
Monday following I played Big Fattie’s BBQ in White River Junction and hung out with my friend Micah, shot a few rounds of pool. He is quite a lot better than me— I may as well have been playing with a blindfold. Oh well. At least the beer was cold.
The rest of that week I spent in Burlington: saw Aunt Margaret on Tuesday, had sushi with my friend Kaitlyn on Wednesday, Thursday played Stone Corral Brewing Co. (solid show), and then Friday…
Friday was interesting. You see, I had picked up a gig at this Democratic event through a friend of a friend. A free gig. Telecast-type thing; it was to be broadcast live from a TV studio of some kind, there were other parties being held around the state, streaming it love over the internet, doing fundraising, raising awareness of issues, etc.
Anyways. To make a long story short, I backed out of the gig about two hours before I was supposed to play. I’m not proud of it, but that’s what I did. Something felt off about the whole thing; I went with my gut. If you’re curious, here’s why:
1. I’m not much of a Democrat. Actually, these days I find myself on the other side of the divide. Thus, even though I agreed to the gig for the exposure, knowing that I would be able to hold my tongue, I did so with an uneasy feeling, knowing that I would not be among people with whom I share opinions on certain policies, etc.
2. The scheduling was crap. I was supposed to play for ten to fifteen minutes at the beginning, then sit around for two hours listening to speakers, and then play for another five minutes at the end. Yuck.
3. The organizer called/texted me too much. It was awkward. For a guy that had booked me two days prior, he was too eager; too friendly. It turned me off.
Ultimately I sent him a text saying that I couldn’t make it. I felt bad for backing out, but it was the right decision for me.
Saturday I was back to Plymouth for another round: Shanty Rose on Saturday night and New World Tavern on Sunday morning for Father’s Day. Both were decent.
The Shanty seems to really like me and has asked me to stay on as a regular performer on Sunday nights.
NWT on the other hand is not interested in continuing a run of Sunday brunch gigs, which we had discussed several weeks ago, citing that I am not drawing a crowd that wouldn’t be there otherwise. Boo hoo.
So that was last week. This week I have been holed up in North Attleboro, working on a confidential project in the mornings and playing poker at Twin Rivers Casino in the afternoons. Big win on Monday (+$156), followed by a loss on Tuesday (-$200), brought it back up to even yesterday, and today I figured I would lay off, take a break, have a beer, write a blog post, you know…
Headed to Falmouth tomorrow to busk Friday & Saturday; will be back at Shanty Rose on Sunday, and next week I’m headed to Connecticut.
And finally, I’m pleased to say that it’s my grandma Nancy’s birthday today, so happy birthday Grandma! Hope the weather’s great in Florida.
Till next time, peace y’all,