Tuesday, November 6, 2012

How Arid

Once again, Howard and I looked the parts of babbling fools as, water started falling from the sky; and I had been convinced that it wouldn't after looking at a radar image, but it did.
Luckily, for myself, I safeguarded my sleeping bag in my backpack and headed for the covered entrance to the swank hotel out of which have come some of my better tippers in Mobile.
I established a rapport with the valet who was already standing there watching the game; by rehashing some statistic about one of the teams that I had pulled out of USA Today's sports section that morning.
If you're a homeless person who can afford the luxury of sitting and reading the entire sports section over instant coffee stirred into almond milk; then it can pay dividends.
Rather than focus upon the fact that I had crawled out from under a holly bush, the valet was prompted into voicing his own grave concern about one of the teams playing, and I stood and watched the whole game, while rain pelted the awning above my head.
But, ultimately Howard and I were caught off guard by the weather and all we could collectively say was "Oh, wow!" when the downpour commenced.
Today is a "drying out" day, but, soon must come the train hopping day.
I didn't busk this morning because of the sleep lost during the debacle, which reminded me of how arid Tucson, Arizona is.

2 comments:

  1. I was at Starving Musician yesterday, where I got a couple of trumpet cleaning doohickeys and a tuner, so now when I do long tones, I can do 'em checking my in-tuneness with the tuner, like a real trumpet (cornet) student.

    I played there on two ukes, one a banjo-uke, that was surprisingly un-loud. And a metal-body "dobro" type uke, which was nice and loud. I *can* do the Formby type strum, or at least a simple version of it, not polished but the nerve-circuitry is there. So if I ever felt like something noisy and uke-y, there's that metalbody one waiting for me for $250 or so. And I say this because *you* might want to try something that gets you out of the "dude with guitar" mold.

    There were a lot of people on the street in San Jose a bit past noon, and since Flute Guy http://sjfluteguy.blogspot.com plays morning and evening and leaves the middle of the day alone, I may give it a try.

    I think with your guitar knowledge and your Dead knowledge you could make it out here.

    But meanwhile, since you're in Mobile, try busking at the A&M Peanut Shop, it appears to be a lucrative location!

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  2. They only allow "peanut music" to be played there; that is, songs from 1900 to 1930, done on one banjo and one trombone, the way it was meant to be...other musicians have tried to defile the spot but with no luck...

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