Zappanale Postcards
Talking shop with Chris Garcia, and learning a lot by just listening, as it should be
Ike Willis getting dropped off at the backstage tent, giving me a big grin/slap/hug, and having about an hour of "just catching up" time to chat... and seeing the sparkle. When Ike is on he is ON. "Zee girl... you know, we kill her tonight..."
Kawabata Makoto - When the fates give you a chance to talk music, and more, with the big cat, don't ask questions, just jump in. One of the truest and deepest cats I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. Nuf Said.
GAMMA!!! GAMMA!!! GAMMA!!! He knows Bob? Do you?
Discus finally making it to Zappanale, and the Gamelan master rocking the house.
Andre Cholmondeley and Cheri Jiosne, together at Zappanale, and with a white-hot P/O lineup no less. Andre was my inspiration for making the move to "tour manager" for this DOOT! one show tour. Just one of the ways that they are a huge inspiration to me.
The Seahag, breaking off a big hunk of Tone on the Zappanale crowd. Slammin' bass with P/O, and the (IMO) best guitar of the weekend with Grande Mothers. It just ain't fair!
More Roy... asking me about Dr. Dark, and then understanding completely, including relating that he and Art Tripp had the same problem of getting the band to rehearse, and telling me I did the right thing by moving on. Guh!
Geronimo Black! Good luck in St. Louie, Mo. Hopefully we can hook up.
Finally getting to the beach in Heiligendamm and finding out that the water is colder than the Maine coast in April! Daummmmmm! But a really nice swim anyhow.
Ziggy the "Taxi Mann" driver who seemed to keep popping up every time I needed a ride. Maybe being one of three cabbies in Bad Doberan had something to do with it. The ride home on Saturday was like being in the Millenium Falcon with Han Solo... the trees whizzing past on the road back to town.
more to come...
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