"...Red rum..."
Entry written: August 16, 2004
It’s 2:49am and time for sleeping but the night owl in me is using this blog entry as an excuse to sit up for a few minutes longer. This hotel is a beautiful old building (with long corridors and some unmarked doors that we hurried past). Makes me want to trade in my laptop for a quill and ink. Bells from a big clock are chiming outside. The shambles of tonight’s show hairdo has taken on Elizabethan/Dr. Seuss proportions atop my head.
We just arrived in Ottawa after playing tonight in Montreal. It was our first Canadian concert on the tour so far. The crowd was deafening in their Sarah fervour.
My inlaws live here and are coming to the show tomorrow night. Shortly after David and I announced our intention to marry (nice old fashioned language there; I think this hotel really is starting to make me go all “The Shining”), we then found out that I got this gig with Sarah and would be going on tour for a year-and-a-half right after the wedding. I remember various people including his parents worrying how we would manage being separated newlyweds. I also remember saying, “I’ve toured before, I know what’s involved, it’s no big deal”, etc.
Okay, 2 things:
1) They were right, I was wrong,
-and-
2) When they see the show tomorrow night they might be so impressed by the magnitude of it that their sympathy will turn to awe and then I won’t be able to tell them anymore that they were right and I was wrong. No more bellyaching to David’s mother how much I miss her son.
Either way, they win.
These are the kinds of things that clearly keep me up at night.
After the concert tomorrow we will drive overnight to Toronto. No hotel for me! I get to sleep at home for a few nights. I have a lot of people coming to the Toronto shows. We all do. It’s sure to be a mad scene backstage afterwards.
A few highlights of days past and then I really do have to put this hairdo to bed:
-Yesterday we taped a Bell Pay-Per-View concert at Musique Plus in Montreal. The stage was glossy so we all had to wear blue plastic hospital booties during the soundcheck to avoid shoe scuffs. Classy. Yes of course pictures of that will be up on my website shortly. What, do you think I could just let that one slide?
-DMC, as-in “Run”, was at our show in Uniondale, NY. Cool.
-My friend Gary Breit woke me up by calling my hotel room in Boston last week (at 4pm), saying, “hey, I’m just checking out of this hotel but I heard you were here...” He plays keyboards with Brian Adams. I staggered down to the lobby to take myself out for coffee and saw him still there with the rest of the band. I met them all and then Mr. Adams himself appeared. I had already dropped my sunglasses once and was in total klutz mode from barely being awake, and decided to leave it at “hi” when meeting him before I did any serious damage.
-Last September we went to a dear friend’s wedding in Newport, Rhode Island and got to sleep in a Lighthouse, which belongs to the bride’s mother & stepfather. To repay the Lighthouse owners, Charlotte * & Joe for this unique experience I invited them to our recent show in Providence. They loved it. They brought me a piece of the lighthouse island: a beautiful little piece of ”sea” glass, over 100 years old.
Lastly:
-Currently reading:
“The Bean Trees” by Barbara Kingsolver. I've never read her books before but I had to replace the book I lost on the plane to New York. I went book shopping in Boston and picked it up on a whim. I'm glad I did; a good novel is what I need right now. Sarah saw me with it and said she's a Barbara Kingsolver fan.
-KR
________
* Incidentally, Charlotte is the mother of my friend Emily in Los Angeles whom you will remember as the one who asked Josh Grobin if he was The Blind Tenor. This story has now entered the lexicon of jokes on permanent repeat and variation amongst my circle of close friends.
It’s 2:49am and time for sleeping but the night owl in me is using this blog entry as an excuse to sit up for a few minutes longer. This hotel is a beautiful old building (with long corridors and some unmarked doors that we hurried past). Makes me want to trade in my laptop for a quill and ink. Bells from a big clock are chiming outside. The shambles of tonight’s show hairdo has taken on Elizabethan/Dr. Seuss proportions atop my head.
We just arrived in Ottawa after playing tonight in Montreal. It was our first Canadian concert on the tour so far. The crowd was deafening in their Sarah fervour.
My inlaws live here and are coming to the show tomorrow night. Shortly after David and I announced our intention to marry (nice old fashioned language there; I think this hotel really is starting to make me go all “The Shining”), we then found out that I got this gig with Sarah and would be going on tour for a year-and-a-half right after the wedding. I remember various people including his parents worrying how we would manage being separated newlyweds. I also remember saying, “I’ve toured before, I know what’s involved, it’s no big deal”, etc.
Okay, 2 things:
1) They were right, I was wrong,
-and-
2) When they see the show tomorrow night they might be so impressed by the magnitude of it that their sympathy will turn to awe and then I won’t be able to tell them anymore that they were right and I was wrong. No more bellyaching to David’s mother how much I miss her son.
Either way, they win.
These are the kinds of things that clearly keep me up at night.
After the concert tomorrow we will drive overnight to Toronto. No hotel for me! I get to sleep at home for a few nights. I have a lot of people coming to the Toronto shows. We all do. It’s sure to be a mad scene backstage afterwards.
A few highlights of days past and then I really do have to put this hairdo to bed:
-Yesterday we taped a Bell Pay-Per-View concert at Musique Plus in Montreal. The stage was glossy so we all had to wear blue plastic hospital booties during the soundcheck to avoid shoe scuffs. Classy. Yes of course pictures of that will be up on my website shortly. What, do you think I could just let that one slide?
-DMC, as-in “Run”, was at our show in Uniondale, NY. Cool.
-My friend Gary Breit woke me up by calling my hotel room in Boston last week (at 4pm), saying, “hey, I’m just checking out of this hotel but I heard you were here...” He plays keyboards with Brian Adams. I staggered down to the lobby to take myself out for coffee and saw him still there with the rest of the band. I met them all and then Mr. Adams himself appeared. I had already dropped my sunglasses once and was in total klutz mode from barely being awake, and decided to leave it at “hi” when meeting him before I did any serious damage.
-Last September we went to a dear friend’s wedding in Newport, Rhode Island and got to sleep in a Lighthouse, which belongs to the bride’s mother & stepfather. To repay the Lighthouse owners, Charlotte * & Joe for this unique experience I invited them to our recent show in Providence. They loved it. They brought me a piece of the lighthouse island: a beautiful little piece of ”sea” glass, over 100 years old.
Lastly:
-Currently reading:
“The Bean Trees” by Barbara Kingsolver. I've never read her books before but I had to replace the book I lost on the plane to New York. I went book shopping in Boston and picked it up on a whim. I'm glad I did; a good novel is what I need right now. Sarah saw me with it and said she's a Barbara Kingsolver fan.
-KR
________
* Incidentally, Charlotte is the mother of my friend Emily in Los Angeles whom you will remember as the one who asked Josh Grobin if he was The Blind Tenor. This story has now entered the lexicon of jokes on permanent repeat and variation amongst my circle of close friends.
posted by Kathryn Rose (aka KR) at 11:50 p.m.
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