It was the last night of a 2 month gig for Celebration the Bulgarian dance band so that meant a party in their honor complete with toasts and a low key acoustic jam started by James and his harmonicas. At the end of their show at 2am they packed their gear and as the house lights came up we (myself the dancers and crew) got ready for a party which entailed; getting ice in plastic shopping bags, finding all the random half empty bottles of vodka, wine and warm cans of beer and bringing them all back to the "fun club." Once collected it was a festival of language most of which I just sat back and listened to without understanding a whole lot of what was being said and every once in a while someone would have the heart to translate but as the night went on most tongues turned to English. I eventually went and got my guitar and Chris the drummer got a very small I mean very small snare drum that was only about 8 inches across (they are norm. about 14+) and played with his hands and James and I played some blues. After a time James dropped out and Chris and I made up lyrics to Hotel Cali. about the boat and crew everyone was in stitches and we all went to bed a 6am.
ps. got those new songs up at myspace.com/4strangecourage
I am looking for critique so be critical.
davey t
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