Madrid showed up, folks had seen our show posters and looked us up in advance. I'm relieved, sometimes I wonder if people still pay attention to show posters.
Those next few nights were very cold in the tent. By day we explored the wilderness outside of Santa Fe, the folk art museum, and the skate park.
In the evening we serenaded folks at the campground. One particular moment made my day: an elderly couple sat down to listen, so under that full moon we pulled out an old romantic tune from their time, and I saw her lay her head on his shoulder as they both closed their eyes, smiling. Making moments like that are the true joy of making music.
Wednesday we took the high road to Taos to play at The Taos Inn. I have played here before, as bassist for Hey Mavis several years ago.
The gig was fun, and actually the power went out 4 songs in, so we performed most of the first set all acoustic. Like the last couple of gigs, everyone is from somewhere else. Playing at hotels like this, El Cosmico, and campgrounds means earning fans from all over the world.
Taos kinda sucked us in. We made friends with Charlie, an environmentalist who was so much fun to talk to. We spent a little time at The Spot and traded a CD for coffee. Sarah the shopkeeper on the plaza who was so excited to see us perform on the street. Denice and Mark, who I met several years ago through Ed Caner. Mark was playing at the gazebo downtown the next night, so we stayed to hang out. The crowd there was great, any one of those people would have stuck out in Akron, but in Taos they all blend in as one big artistic bunch. Keep Taos weird. I love it!
wow what great experiences,that story about playing under the moon and that elderly couple was really moving i could just imagine being there your pictures are beautiful thanks for sharing them with us back here stuck in the same daily routine
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