Today I'm perched like a big bird in a glass cage atop downtown Calgary.
After breakfast at Nellie's I went back to my gracious hostess' apartment and promptly fell asleep for the next four hours. Aside from hanging out with some kitties I've done nothing all day.
Thanks for all the song plays on the myspace yesterday. Very encouraging.
The show went okay. Halfway through Bill the sound man brought me a shot of whiskey. I think I just needed to relax a bit. Afterwards a drunk Irishman told me my voice (note emphasis on voice, not guitar playing...) would take me far. I gave him a CD. Business skills? Help! Everyone was really nice about the show and the promoter took my disc to play on the radio here. They all said they want me to come back - with a band.
The bus leaves in a couple hours. It's a 16-or-so hour ride to Vancouver, another overnight trip which will find me waking to wander dazed and disoriented to the sky train station and then Commercial Drive, my heavy guitar case a precarious cargo. I'm a little jealous of this guy. I played with him last night and he brings an electric and acoustic in his car. Can't imagine driving through the mountains alone in the winter, but he's doing it. Maybe next time...
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