#1201, Hotel Acceptable, Chicago.
Rising at 07.31.
On the street…
… to a busy Starbucks a block away, with too loud in-house music…
Back to practising & computing.
Lunch with Sister Patricia one block away I…
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Post lunch practising: developing variations continuing developing. Lobby call for 15.30.
23.24 Hellboy Tom arrives - three days late! Tom is joining the Celebration as a Four Quarters Maintainer & had intended to be in Nashville for both shows. Weather has been causing havoc to Tom’s travelling plans, as with most other air journeyers.
To the venue in the T-Lev Mobile…
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Soundcheck: taking care so I could hear Ade tonight in the interlocking sections. It is very difficult playing our interlocking lines when I can hear Ade; and very very difficult when I can’t.
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A very well-spirited show. Some difficulties with sound for the first two pieces – TCOL & FxF. These are very difficult to play without hearing your interlocking guitar pal!
It is a privilege for me to play with Band Buddies this good & this generous; and It makes a huge difference to not be continually distracted by photography, viddying, etc. etc. If all shows were like tonight’s, my professional life would have taken a different direction to the one it has.
A very generous audience.
I was told that three photographers were escorted out. One, a mature man with a Nikon & zoom lens; and two young guys with cellphones. A pity.
Right in front of me, in the first row, a man with a LTIA CD cardboard sleeve on the front of the stage. At the end of the set, and each encore, he was a-pestering me for it to be signed. Fortunately for me, the Solar Voyager obscured most of him for most of the time during the performance. At the end of the show, as we were standing, he came to the edge of the stage waving the cover & pen at me. I continue to find behaviour such as this astonishing.
The last time KC were in Chicago (2003), a car followed Pat & myself back to the hotel from the venue, transporting innocent audients holding consumer rights to artist autography. When I declined, one of them was about to follow me into the hotel lobby to punch out that terrible man who had disrespected his very being. Pat had to talk him out of it; perhaps to the chagrin of various Guestbook posters.
"A discipline that does not lead to a compassionate practice may be said to have failed."
