PRELUDE: I went to setup and sound check today. Interesting. Shot a bunch of pics. No time to post more now, heading back over the South Point for tonight's show. More later.
POST GIG REPORT
OK, 11:47 pm, here we go (episodically, as I cull through the many pics for keepers, and post iteratively). I was so busy runnin' all over the room tryin' to get good shots I really didn't get to enjoy the show. Got my Aussie Shiraz in hand, 1, 2, 3, blog away...
More thoughts later. I gotta go park my incipient geriatric ass for some Zzzz's, it's almost 1 a.m. This has been a huge thrill for me. I been diggin' Bill and the Sons for 40 years. Beyond the funk grooves and hot-assed playing, the intelligence of the lyrics, man. Listen to those old tunes. They just shout out such loving wisdom.
Wednesday I showed up at the Fever showroom at 4 pm at Melanie's request to get some shots during a press photoshoot that had been arranged. The shoot got ditched over some scheduling beef with the back-of-house cats, who were there to set up the stage, and would not yield. So, I just hung around to watch Bill and the Sons do their 5:30 sound check. Melanie gave me a comp pass to the buffett. Cool.
But, sound check ran late, and I had to run home to change clothes and pick up fresh spare batteries for the show, so I didn't have time to eat. Then, after the show it was too late to go to the buffett, so I again didn't eat. I just went home and swigged a bit of Shiraz and blogged the evening. Well, yesterday (Thursday) morning I got up and had to run to the TLC nursing home in Henderson to pick up my Mother's clothes and bring 'em back to do her laundry, so, again, I didn't eat.
Well, while the wash was in process I went over and hit the lunch buffett. OMG! I pigged out to an extent that would make Claim Jumper entrees look like an Ethiopian drought harvest. LOL! I had food coma the rest of the day. Oink.
Just now (2 pm Friday) ate again.
I seriously gotta get a solo acoustic gig now. Unemployment checks are about to run out, and I've thus far been unsuccessful in turning up another suitable local corporate gig. Well, I rendered up a bit of promo stuff (click here), but lack a current headshot. So, just now, after getting back from seeing my Pop over at Silver Ridge, I got out one of my mother's pincer thingys that she'd used to pick stuff up without having to bend over, put my camera on a tripod, sat in the bay window in the dining room, pulled the louvered blind down to mute the sunlight. My camera irritatingly lacks an auto/remote/timer shutter, so in the pic below, I'm using this geriatric implement with my left hand (it's about 3 feet long) to squeeze the shutter.
Hey, 'make lemonade.'
Click the pic to enlarge. No, I didn't shave. On purpose. 'Manly' and shit. LOL.