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It's my second day as a biojukebox, taking requests, filling
A woman walks up to me with inebriated deliberation, spilling beer on my guitar as she leans in to be heard, asks for any song from "The Sound of Music". I want to tell her I don't know any, but I'm wary of further conversation, as she still has more beer. I herd the two dozen children gathered around the dance stage and start them off, "Do, a deer...," and the kids sing along.
Got back to DC last Saturday, running ahead of Ivan, in time to play the Takoma Park Folk Festival. Thursday, we represented David Eisner and the IMT at a showcase that included acts presented by The Kennedy Center, The Birchmere, Vic's Corner, Mofolk, and Uptown Concerts. Vic & Reba told us that they had wanted to present us, but found out that IMT was already doing so. I guess we're doing something well. The Clyde's gig came in unsolicited, I'd played
The dancers end their set just as the Redskins recover a fumble, and the crowd goes nuts, cheering and jumping out of their chairs. The troupe thinks the applause is for them and does an encore. When they finish, I take to the dance stage after them and strum random chords, singing a play by play of the football game, dodging small children while the new band sets up on stage behind me.
Friday I practiced with Chris Chandler for our gig on Oct 3, a Street Festival in Takoma Park.
The new band, The Continentals, is almost ready, so I call for requests on my last song, and the crowd picks "Country Roads". All those Pathfinder between sets pay off. "Almost heaven,..."
Either that or the Redskins recovered another fumble.
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