Sunday, September 21, 2008
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
We were proceeded on the stage by a tight quartet called Girl Next Door. They cleared the stage by 3:15, and with all of us there, we got set up in 15 minutes. Maureen from Fisher kept the plastic pitchers of Genuine on tap coming and coming, and all things considered, we played very well. The obsequious Brian Sandstrom sat in on bass, and really gave us a solid foundation to wrap around. Gina Knight played a wicked Sing Sing.
And it was good to see some old friends. Tom Scannell, Julie Collins, and even a couple whose wedding reception we performed at 25 years ago. That was very cool!
Sometimes you play for 5000 down at Grant Park, sometimes you play for 20 people in a rain soaked tent.
Monday, September 15, 2008
We were joined on stage by Steve Hashimoto on bass, and the fabulous Terry Connell on trumpet. Both sounded great.
Most of the band hung out before the show across Michigan Ave at the Hilton's bar - an irish name that escapes me right now. Molly Malone's? Kitty O'Shea's - thats it - where we quaffed many pints with an endless parade of triathletes from around the world who were staying at the Hilton. The O'Shea staff was a little pissy, but maybe drinking triathletes will do that to you.
The Enright and Klinger clans were in full force. Thanks to the Klingers for the pictures.
The post performance gathering took place at our favorite downtown spot after a gig, The South Loop Club. Its changed over the years - we used to watch old Louie Jordan videos on the video screens, but its still a good hang (as long as you can control the music they play).And Steve Hashimoto left his stool on stage. I only mention it because in his most recent email missive, he tells of leaving his BASS on a street corner in Andersonville after a gig. Age is a cruel mistress.