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Boring excerpt from my road journals...
Richard (aka Darth Piper), E.J. (aka Nice Guy Eddie) and I drove separately out to the event site. Richard and I arrived first (which is odd cuz he's always late), checked in at troll, and parked the horse and cart. I ran into my friend Tamara at Troll (she lived in Cincinnati for awhile). No, that’s not part of some Abbott and Costello routine. "Darth" and I walked around the site in the merchant area for awhile. Good idea when the pockets are full, bad when they contain dust bunnies. I found the Tribe Marrakech booth and said hello to Elizabeth (Ocean wasn't around-probably at wrestling practice). I made the mistake of stopping at a drum booth and played one of the best sounding darbukas I’ve laid my hands on. I ran into Sadiq (of Kara Nomadica) while walking around. Hopefully I’ll get a chance to drum with him. I also ran into Al Qamar (that's Master Al-Q), maker of my AOA scroll which was used as the cover art for La Notte Dei Cavalieri. Teribus played three short sets in various places (hit it and quit it). We played a few tunes in front of a chair and sock vendor booth who gave us some socks (hmm...Red Hot Chili Peppers impressions, anyone? NOT! Maybe he wanted us to go away and hang ourselves with them?). The set in the food court was fun (free tomatoes - thanks, audience!). The autocrats stopped by to say hello (Diego & Doña) and invite us to play at a meeting at the on-site pub (the "Shattered Goat's Kneecap" or something like that). It was getting pretty cold (maybe it was all of the cheese and whine) and security (Rent-A-Norman) told me that they heard rumors of 20 mile and hour winds with hail (hell, I might just sail across the desert in my airship made of cacti!). We went to the car, grabbed the “quiet” (yeah, right) instruments, and made our way back to the booth that had the drum I want (drooled on). We played a bit of music with them until the wind kicked up (Dorothy and Toto went-a-flyin'). We jumped in our cars (crying like little girls) and drove to BJ’s (that's a restaurant) for food (pizza) and drinks (root beer for me, keg for Darth, wine for Nice Guy Eddie). Estrella is always a good time, even if your visit is short (like my attention span).
Post-Notes:
Drumming at Camp Darbuka is great! I had a wonderful time getting to play music with Elissa, Gary, Donovan, Sadiq, Sylvanus, Spike, and others. Some of the drummers were kind enough to humor Sadiq and I as we stretched things out quite a bit for some fun on the drums.
The new Estrella site was large with interesting berms and ditches big enough to swallow an elephant. The dust and wind proved interesting without biker goggles. 8D The stand with the home made root beer is always a great place to visit (coming from a root beer snob). The lights of the prison in the distance are like a beacon to wrong-doers who would try to evade the Tights Of Justice! (sorry, Tick moment) I bought the drum I drooled on at Estrella (and used some bartering power). It is named "Heeeeeeeyyyyy!" Teribus did play a set at the pub. We ran into some of our friends of the troupe Syren Dance Co./Nawari Tribe.
I probably won't be able to attend this year but hope to drag Teribus out next year and teach more drum classes.
Nevik
Richard (aka Darth Piper), E.J. (aka Nice Guy Eddie) and I drove separately out to the event site. Richard and I arrived first (which is odd cuz he's always late), checked in at troll, and parked the horse and cart. I ran into my friend Tamara at Troll (she lived in Cincinnati for awhile). No, that’s not part of some Abbott and Costello routine. "Darth" and I walked around the site in the merchant area for awhile. Good idea when the pockets are full, bad when they contain dust bunnies. I found the Tribe Marrakech booth and said hello to Elizabeth (Ocean wasn't around-probably at wrestling practice). I made the mistake of stopping at a drum booth and played one of the best sounding darbukas I’ve laid my hands on. I ran into Sadiq (of Kara Nomadica) while walking around. Hopefully I’ll get a chance to drum with him. I also ran into Al Qamar (that's Master Al-Q), maker of my AOA scroll which was used as the cover art for La Notte Dei Cavalieri. Teribus played three short sets in various places (hit it and quit it). We played a few tunes in front of a chair and sock vendor booth who gave us some socks (hmm...Red Hot Chili Peppers impressions, anyone? NOT! Maybe he wanted us to go away and hang ourselves with them?). The set in the food court was fun (free tomatoes - thanks, audience!). The autocrats stopped by to say hello (Diego & Doña) and invite us to play at a meeting at the on-site pub (the "Shattered Goat's Kneecap" or something like that). It was getting pretty cold (maybe it was all of the cheese and whine) and security (Rent-A-Norman) told me that they heard rumors of 20 mile and hour winds with hail (hell, I might just sail across the desert in my airship made of cacti!). We went to the car, grabbed the “quiet” (yeah, right) instruments, and made our way back to the booth that had the drum I want (drooled on). We played a bit of music with them until the wind kicked up (Dorothy and Toto went-a-flyin'). We jumped in our cars (crying like little girls) and drove to BJ’s (that's a restaurant) for food (pizza) and drinks (root beer for me, keg for Darth, wine for Nice Guy Eddie). Estrella is always a good time, even if your visit is short (like my attention span).
Post-Notes:
Drumming at Camp Darbuka is great! I had a wonderful time getting to play music with Elissa, Gary, Donovan, Sadiq, Sylvanus, Spike, and others. Some of the drummers were kind enough to humor Sadiq and I as we stretched things out quite a bit for some fun on the drums.
The new Estrella site was large with interesting berms and ditches big enough to swallow an elephant. The dust and wind proved interesting without biker goggles. 8D The stand with the home made root beer is always a great place to visit (coming from a root beer snob). The lights of the prison in the distance are like a beacon to wrong-doers who would try to evade the Tights Of Justice! (sorry, Tick moment) I bought the drum I drooled on at Estrella (and used some bartering power). It is named "Heeeeeeeyyyyy!" Teribus did play a set at the pub. We ran into some of our friends of the troupe Syren Dance Co./Nawari Tribe.
I probably won't be able to attend this year but hope to drag Teribus out next year and teach more drum classes.
Nevik
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