8/25 - The Station

Once again, patio/hot/humid. Just add feasting mosquitoes, dust, and trains with crazy horn blowing engineers to the mix and you've got this gig.

At least this time we had people on the patio with us. We had our crowdling dancer who was the way cutest little boy, although he was actually more of a swayer than a dancer. Sorry, won't explain the crowdling thing. Privileged inside info and I know as Chloe reads this, she's singing.

I gave him the shaky egg and he quickly realized that it would be way more fun to use it as a soccer ball than as anything related to music. It was most enjoyable for me to watch his parents scramble for it as it went sailing across the deck.

Oh, guess what I had to eat during one of the breaks? If you guessed M&C, then you are absolutely correct and win nothing.

The power was off across the street, so the people in that neighborhood must have all decided at once to follow the light, which lead them to our gig. They got there during one of the breaks and about 2 seconds before we were ready to start playing, as Mud was switching the music off and the mics on, all the lights across the street came back on. Mud was pretty happy to finally figure out what that one switch was for. But, as soon as everyone saw the lights they all herded themselves back across the street. Gotta love the power of the pack.