So… our first performance was on a Friday night (July29th) in a coffee shop—the Daily Planet. (No, we didn’t see Clark Kent, though he was on our minds throughout the evening.) Superman, where are you?
I’d worked that day, a longer shift than usual and had had just enough time to whisk home briefly and then upward and onward toward Gig Land! (The gig took place only an hour after I got out of work and it takes 30-45 minutes for me to get home from work, depending on traffic, just to give you an idea of why superman was on my mind that day.)
But I was superwoman that day. I packed up my equipment in the car before I left for work that day. I changed, applied makeup, and got ready for the gig before I left work, and I ordered dinner at work so that I could eat dinner at my desk and be well-fed long before call time.
Prepare! Prepare! Prepare!
Miraculously, I arrived to the gig early and with enough time to set up. Yay! Curtis Orange, drummer, had already set up his own equipment. Yay, Curtis Orange! The Daily Planet has a nice stage with a PA and a sound person to set it up for us. Gosh, that makes life so much easier!
Our next gig was three hours later, so we had time to eat the wondrous food served there and to relax. (Really liked the iced mocha coffee thingy the barista made up for me.) We also checked out Jaymo, the Immaculate perform some haunting, psychedelic singer-songwriter tunes. Don’t know why he calls himself “immaculate” and didn’t have time to ask that question, but he did have some good songs—originals and covers both. I made a video of his performance that will be viewable on this nifty youtube site:
First Day—2nd Gig: Babeville-9th Ward
Okay, so onward and upward to the city of babes, i.e., Babeville, Ani DiFranco’s spot. Ani doesn’t live in Buffalo anymore, but her venue does.
Babeville-9th Ward is a place where people come not just to chat or drink but specifically to hear great music. Not surprisingly, this downstairs venue had a great stage, PA and sound system. We had a sound guy who made sure we were heard throughout the venue. The performer right before us was a solo artist with a terrific voice and some awesome keyboard playing. Because this was a busy day—work then two gigs combined with performance anxiety—we didn’t have time to catch her entire act, and I feel bad about that. Watching the musicians who perform just before and after you is just common courtesy. It’s part of musician’s etiquette, along with showing up early, being set up ahead of time, etc. But sometimes it isn’t possible to do everything the right way. Perfectionist? Am I?
We got to meet Marty Boratin who had also booked us to play at Mohawk Place last year. We gave him and the security official Haunted Gypsy guitar picks.
Yeah, okay. Big f’-in’ deal.