18 days til Maryland.
Last night Heather and I had a gig at a place called “Dean’s” that we’d picked up from Pete Simple at the Vintage Bar a couple of nights ago. Main Street Houston – I had no idea what to expect… it’s a Sunday night.
It amazes me that the place is such a ghost town – the streets are empty of cars and crowds, and you can stand in the centre of the street and wait a while before dodging anything.
Our show was at an exquisitely unique spot – Dean’s Credit Clothing. Manekins on the walls, they even sell some retro clothing, a very cool bar with video screens and a nice sound system. I’m eager to check out it’s “big brother” Clark’s, next door.
A good gig – made especially so because I liked the other performers so much. I’ve really been over-saturated with the FOLK WORLD recently, and I think if I hear any more clever metaphors put to hauntingly angsty chords I might just slit my wrists.
Last night we discovered Camino – a Houston acoustic trio that got increasingly fierce as the night wore on, and Je’Reece – an incredible vocalist who looks like his guitar style might be looking to develop into something sort of like mine. It was a great night, meeting a lot of good people. I think we’re finally finding a niche in the Houston scene that would make it worthwhile to return, which is good, cause I want to come visit George and Del and Pica again.
