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Not a whole lot….newest musical endeavor I’m excited about is “The Sean McCarthy Project”. First gig is March 19th – players will be me, Sean, Jim, Ernie, Frank and hopefully HotShot Carter on pedal steel. Stay tuned…will let you know how it goes! H
Just finished recording a few tracks with trombonist Conrad Herwig. Conrad is a dear friend – I know you’ll like the new stuff…will be coming to you soon! Hugh
If you are looking for some fun Saturday afternoon…. our friend Chip Simmons is playing at the Sand Dollar (next to the ferry) from 4-8….. we (Sea Note) are his backup band for the afternoon. Weather is supposed to be perfect and we play out on the deck overlooking the St. Johns River………we’ll be doing everything from Jimmy Buffet to Miles Davis….should be good fun! Stop by if you like…hope to see you!
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Well Jim,
As promised, I wanted to give you an update on the gig. I hate to be the bearer of bad news but Indigo was in tatters Tuesday night.
It all started during an innocuous lick from Hugh during his rendition of Paul Simon’s gardening classic “50 ways to plant ground cover.” As good as it was it stretched about two bars longer than it needed to and all hell broke loose as Hugh ploughed in to Ernie’s intro on “No need for Bok-Choy Roy.”
Of course Ernie missed his entry and turned round to throw a glare at Hugh for his poor timing. Unbeknown to Ernie however, Frank had pushed the drum kit a little further forward so the chicks could see him better. As he turned around Ernie clipped the kit with the point of the base and pierced a decent size hole in the bass drum immediately rendering Frank tone-impotent.
Incensed at his clumsiness, Frank quickly pulled out a Swiss army knife and promptly snipped one of Ernie’s strings in a senseless revenge reprisal. Incredibly, the frequency of the feedback was so high that it inadvertently interfered with a pacemaker being used by one of the elder patrons causing her to go in to temporary cardiac arrest.
Seeing an opportunity to help a lady in distress J.W. was quick to offer mouth-to-mouth but was beaten to the punch by Flip who professed an unfulfilled desire to “French kiss a crumply”
Well, you can imagine the scene!
Not to be outdone, Hugh tried to break up the ensuing mêlée but forgot to unplug his lead. As he jumped forward to separate the combatants it tangled around his feet causing him to lurch violently towards the wall. Thankfully the guitar hit the wall before he did but sadly impaled itself on one of the raven paintings proudly on display.
Seeing this from behind the bar, the owner totally lost it as the painting had been given to him by his Great Uncle Herbert who had since sadly passed away in a botched euthanasia attempt with his sick gay lover.
Not knowing where to look by now, Chuck adeptly switched to Steinway mode and launched into Beethoven’s 5th whilst lowering his head to the keys imitating the grand master. If you ask me though, I think it was simply an avoidance technique so he didn’t have to take sides….but I digress.
When the police finally arrived the maelstrom had completely subsided. Frank and Ernie made up, appreciating that each had partially been to blame. Hugh pulled out a couple of C-notes which more than adequately covered any perceived value on the artwork. The old lady awoke to find Flip spending a bit too much effort reviving her and swung her not inconsiderably sized handbag at him bringing him back to his senses. Ernie adapted his now three- stringer to play steel style and Frank flagellated the top hat with Ernie’s newly trimmed bass-string producing an interesting mélange of disharmony.
To cap it off; Chuck, recognizing a paradigm shift in the bands musical direction, switched to washboard mode, rolled up his trousers and shouted EEE-HAW during the chorus.
And you know Jim; if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes I wouldn’t have believed it.
Graeme
Ps Keep drinking the Champers, you’re better off staying there for a while till the dust settles.
You may want to pass this on to Jane as I don’t have her e-mail. For sake of diplomacy, I have left out how she was involved in all of this. If she decides to tell you herself, that’s up to her.