Day 7 Oct 1 Regina SK - the Exchange
Birthday girl, poor birthday girl... doesn't realize that this is the slow song. Maybe due to the drink. "Twill" is probably the one BROOD song that you can't really boogie down to. Nonetheless, that's when said bd girl thought it best to come up and ring in that birthday by dancing onstage. It was a tad awkward, especially because she seemed like a pretty non threatening individual. Unfortunately it resulted in an eviction from the stage. Sorry 'bout that. At any other time, you might have even got a BROOD rendition of "Happy Birthday".
We had not yet designed a code word to securitize the stage, should the need arise. It might sound a little extreme to do that, but Mark and Casey have both suffered microphones in the mouth already this tour. Suffice to say that if you are somehow endangering one of the BROOD boys (or yourself), and you hear the word "Lebowski", you may want to shape up and behave. That codeword could've been used for prevention at The Borderline (London UK) a few months ago when an exuberant fellow came up and didn't leave the stage before stepping on both Mark's banjo and ukelele.
Later that night in Regina, we got invited to a house party by the birthday girl's friends (b.g. herself had already left for the evening). It seemed like a nice idea to unwind at someone's house, so off we all went. The funny thing is, after the invitations were handed out, it seems the invitees went home to bed. The tenants of the house were kind enough to let in the two bands anyways, and there we all were, in a strangers living room, playing giutars and singing away. My favourite was Wyatt of The Wooden Sky: Rocking out classics like "Dreams" by Fleetwood Mac, and "Crocodile Rock", he could've turned a hospital emergency room into a cheerful singalong. Two thumbs up.
Birthday girl, poor birthday girl... doesn't realize that this is the slow song. Maybe due to the drink. "Twill" is probably the one BROOD song that you can't really boogie down to. Nonetheless, that's when said bd girl thought it best to come up and ring in that birthday by dancing onstage. It was a tad awkward, especially because she seemed like a pretty non threatening individual. Unfortunately it resulted in an eviction from the stage. Sorry 'bout that. At any other time, you might have even got a BROOD rendition of "Happy Birthday".
We had not yet designed a code word to securitize the stage, should the need arise. It might sound a little extreme to do that, but Mark and Casey have both suffered microphones in the mouth already this tour. Suffice to say that if you are somehow endangering one of the BROOD boys (or yourself), and you hear the word "Lebowski", you may want to shape up and behave. That codeword could've been used for prevention at The Borderline (London UK) a few months ago when an exuberant fellow came up and didn't leave the stage before stepping on both Mark's banjo and ukelele.
Later that night in Regina, we got invited to a house party by the birthday girl's friends (b.g. herself had already left for the evening). It seemed like a nice idea to unwind at someone's house, so off we all went. The funny thing is, after the invitations were handed out, it seems the invitees went home to bed. The tenants of the house were kind enough to let in the two bands anyways, and there we all were, in a strangers living room, playing giutars and singing away. My favourite was Wyatt of The Wooden Sky: Rocking out classics like "Dreams" by Fleetwood Mac, and "Crocodile Rock", he could've turned a hospital emergency room into a cheerful singalong. Two thumbs up.
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