Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Great day early in the morning! I’m up early taking in the view, waiting for low tide. It’s going to be about 10:30 AM, an it’s my intention to go for a run on the tidal flats. It’s pretty cool, so I dress against the wind and scramble after Andy and his dog, finding our way down the step cliffs to the beach.
You can just make out Prince Edward Island across the Straight. The sky is blue. The wind is howling. I head north-east with the wind at my back. What a great run. The air is pure and I suck it up in great, beautiful gasps. The hard packed sand appears to be a near perfect surface, and I just fly a long over it. After a while I get to a section which is rippled, and I start to feel this in my knees right away. Running home into the wind is big work, and I want to take it easy as we have a show to play tonight.
Out with Andy for lobster and cheese sandwiches. Never had those before! We drive past Ann Murray’s house. And then off to find the bridge and make our way into Charlottetown, PEI, for tonight’s show. Here we are sharing the driving—
We had a bicycle escort into town—
Brennan’s is an antique— or should I say heritage pub— in the heart of the old town. Strolling in to the club I note that there are no posters up, and no one seems to be expecting us.
Calls are made. We're OK. It's gona be what it is. The PA goes up, sound check, dinner. It’s going to be an early show, and clearly attendance is going to be questionable. We’ve done some press releases, hit our mailing lists, and our friends in the Blueprints (PEI’s blues band) have gratiously plugged us to their lists, too. We’ll see what happens.
Immedietly we notice how friendly this place is. Everybody talks to one and other. People are interesting. Stories and jokes fly. Here's Michael comparing hairdos with the owner!
The night unfolds this way. Not a huge crowd, but enough to be great fun to play to. Tuning was a bit of an issue this night. All four guitars. Some days are like that. But everyone’s relaxed, it’s like a living room show. We sell a bunch of cd’s and load out into the night feeling like we have a whole bunch of new friends! This was a great night. You just never know.
Out for Chinese food. Probably a mistake involving food colouring nd MSG. Anyway we survived that and headed on to our hotel for our next adventure of the day. Walking into our room we found two old people sleeping in our beds! We’d walked right in, turned on all the lights and dropped our gear down. I hought at first the beds hadn’t been made up, but then these people sat up with their arms stretched out in front of them and their mouths open like they were going to scream or something. Their faces were all contorted. I swear it was like a scene from Night of the Living Dead. We got out of there in a hurry, and made our way to the front desk to ask for another room. Good Morning! Keep Room 160, please.
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