Small crowd, and remarkably devoid of kids (!!?), so I got to streatch in another direction. Finally got to change my strings.
I got there for my 5 pm set, when I saw my old friend Ray Owen on stage. He said, ‘There’s Ray Owen!” and I chuckled. Well, it seems that I was supposed to go on at 4 pm, (news to me), so he went on for me, and as me. He even sang the Vegetable Song, a version fresh to my ears. He switched sets to cover for me, so I played his later set. Sorry about the confusion. But what a guy!
The cool thing was revisiting an old friend, my old mandolin, an AO model that I played twenty years ago. The sound man Taylor had told me yesterday about a mandolin he picked up, that was old, an AO, and colored brown. I said, “I know that mandolin!” And sure enough, it was. I got to play it on stage, but it hadn’t picked up any new tunes since back then. She sounded sweet, and looked mahvelous…