10/18 – Scoreboards

We started out with some technical difficulties, but quickly recovered. And we had way more room than the last time we were there…a booth and the gumball / treats machines were moved out of the corner. It was almost spacious, but not really.

Joani and Dan were there, but left early on because they sprouted horns. I learned that through a quick game of charades, which greatly amused the guys at the table in front of us.

Mudcat did some “new” songs and revisited some others that were oh so too much fun. I especially liked Rock Me.

Jerry (the guy, not the cow) came up and sang with us during Amy.

Oh, and you know how I love to hear snippets of conversations during the gigs…here’s a keeper ~ “he’s the reason why our dog only has one ball”. Pretty sure she was not talking about the bouncing, foot or base kind.

10/17 – Brewsters

This used to be an Arabica. It had pretty much the same set up as an Arabica, with the addition of a bar at one end. A coffee house with adult beverages ~ it’s the best of both worlds.

Our new friend, Bill was making a dull job fun by singing and dancing to and from his cleaning locations using the broom as a microphone and/or dance partner. He said that he liked us because we didn’t bring in a bunch of “really old, nursing home people” who got too drunk and made a mess that he had to clean up. He also said that I sound like Alanis Morissette. Never thought that or been told that before, but I took it as a compliment.

Our other new friend, Jerome did the usual request then leave thing, but he came back.

We discovered where Jake hails from ~ I-Dee-I-Dee’O, which is just south of South Belfast.

Bernie and Betty were there and during one song Bernie had happy fingers rather than happy feet, doing the best chorus line kicks ever. Hey…if the Rockets ever branch out to finger puppets, he’ll never have to look for work again!

9/27 – The Brew Kettle

We ended up doing just one long set as the gig, since we had to wait for the people in the front booths to clear out so that Albert could convert that space into our stage.

Albert was not our uncle, he was our sound guy. Well, he’s not our sound guy – he came with the place. He was a nice boy.

Jake’s crew was there; Betty, Bernie, Grandma, the neighbors, some friends from school and some of my clan were there as well; Joani, Peg, Jeremy, Mary. And Billy Sullivan his own self was there (pretty sure that was just a coinkie dink). Does this mean we have a following? Just so they don’t start handing out pamphlets at the airport…uh, oh – keep an eye on Bernie.

And Peanuts stopped by, but he must have just missed us. He’s a nice boy, too. I’m sure we’ll see him again. I’m not scared.

The good thing is that the place was pretty full when we got there and the even better thing is that it didn’t empty out once we started playing. Guess it’s true…we’re really not as annoying as you might think.

Jake did a super duper fun version of “stray cat strut” with Mudcat adding in some scat at the end. I liked it most much!