Fort Macleod, Alberta. A lovely little town, home to the South Country Folk Festival, a small but spirited fest.
We were about 3 songs into our 60 minute set when the power went out...I don't think they saw our brand of high octane rock coming. After a few minutes of backstage deliberations and possible buck-passing, the power came back on. The air is very dry out here, so water is crucial to holding notes. Thankfully, the staff and vollunteers were armed with all things quenchable. A beer mysteriously made it's way beside my kit during the set. Nice touch. The crowd were enthusiastic, and certainly so when Shawn took his Theremin solo.
It was lovely to run into Miss Quincy and her sweet band, The Webber Bros., Scarlett Jane and other various Ontario ex-pats. The nearby river was freezing, but great for bringing down the core temperature.
Now, we are in the town, relaxing. Off to Canmore tomorrow. But first, dinner at Johnny's which was praised by folks on my Facebook page. Everyone has eaten here. From Randy Bachman to, er, Randy Quaid!
(see pic).
Until tomorrow...play every show like it's your last.
Dd
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