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Posted on 10/05/2011 5:06:12 PM PDT by fatima
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Packing piles of sound equipment into two old beat up Ford Station Wagons, traveling miles on Snowy New England Roads, getting lost trying to find the venue in the “rough section” of a depressed New Hampshire Milltown, Playing the Blues for four to five solid hours for an audience that wanted Country (or Disco), and therefore dodging eggs and beer bottles,Fighting the 300 pound bartender for $200.00 to be split five ways, Coming out to find the cars have been vandalized, loading the equipment and driving home in the snow, unloading and bringing the drums, amps, keyboard, and guitars up to the third floor walkup, falling into bed at 3:00AM, and getting up for the 9-5 the next morning.
Repeat the following weekend if you’re lucky.
Ah...THOSE were the days!
Good morning, EG ((HUGS))
Going well so far. Getting ready to go to meeting.
Howz it out your way?
Good morning, LTOS ((HUGS))
Sounds like you had a good time. LOL
Bo and I went out to the lake yesterday. Had a great time out there. Bo cornered anothr one of those armadillos while we were out there.
This Ol’ Cowboy, Marshall Tucker Band.
It Ain’t Right, Red Clay Ramblers.
Evenin’ Kathy...((HUGS))
(((HUGS))) back to You and All.
Thanks Dust our Hay Lady.((((Hugs))))
Oh Wow,Thanks SkyDancer ((((Hugs))))
Bump.
Bump.
About traveling back home.
Thanks Kathy!
{{HUGS}}
Hi E.G.C. ((((Hugs))))
Hi Beachie.((((Hugs))))
Thanks Arrowhead1952 ((((Hugs))))
Hi Luv.(((((Hugs)))))
He’s good,Thanks Lees Swrd ((((Hugs))))
:)That’s dedication.
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