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This is as close as it is to be ‘On Tour’ for me, driving to Somewhere, NJ for a couple of shows with RockRoots, my wonderful assembly program, now in it’s 28th year. We had two assemblies at an ES in Hawthorne in northern Jersey. We had a 1 and 2 pm show for around 550 K – 5th grades, a great age group to play for. The principal was very cool and explained that it was a strange day for the kids, with a false alarm fire drill, a half-hour wait outside in the cold with no jackets, and then, RockRoots. The kids and staff were primed to have a good time.

Both sets were fun, with different energies from the older kids first, and the little kids second. The principal and the PTO lady were appreciative and want us back annually. That’s saying something.

It was a long day with 4+ hours on the road and 2+ hours at the school. I was a tad frazzled getting back. I still have a Dave’s Night Out to do later tonight.

 

The Friday before Christmas vacation is always a busy one for the band. The schools and faculty have pretty much punted, the kids are rammy and principals are looking for something to give the kids to send them out for the winter break. That’s fine with us and we can be assured that we can wind them up. Unfortunately, it involves dealing with Friday holiday traffic.

We had two morning sessions at a middle school in central Jersey in Cedar Grove with 5th and 7th grades and then 6th and 8th grades. I had a chat two weeks ago with the principal at this school. He was worried that we wouldn’t be able to connect with the older kids (apparently, they had had a few groups that had played down to the kids and the assemblies were not well received), and there’s nothing worse that a group of disappointed 7th graders… I assured him that we play aggressively and would treat the kids like adults. Things would be fine. 

We were in the gym and on stage ready for the 9 am show after a 6:30 am Bethlehem departure and surprisingly easy commute to the school. (It’s always an hour and a half – RR rule of thumb) The music teacher helped us settle in for the show and it was neat to connect with musician off the bat. He is a classical guitarist himself with a guitar ensemble at the school (he liked my fingerpicking stuff). Both shows went well and it was cool to see the principal in the back having a great time, laughing at the jokes and being generally relieved that we were the real deal. The kids dug it, the PTA moms were glad, and the music teacher said it was the best assembly they have had. Mission accomplished. 600 kids and 30 teachers entertained. Off to round two…..

Now for the drive back west to Clinton for our 1:20 single assembly. At least, it was on the way back to PA. Wayne and Nick got lost, but Kevin and I are pros at gettin’ there. Again, we were welcomed back (we do this school on this date every two years) by folks familiar with the show, and that is no small thing. I even got Christmas cookies from the office secretaries, a cart to haul my equipment in, and beautiful auditorium stage to set up on. We actually play some pretty sophisticated arenas, believe it or not. (Your school taxes at work.) Big stage, real lights, great seating…. It’s not always a multi-purpose/cafeteria room.

The lads got there in time, in spite of travel and lunch, and we gathered ourselves for the show, no small thing since we had just done two shows in the morning and put in miles of Jersey traffic to perform for these 300 middle schoolers.

I was feeling some recent hip fatigue, so I pulled up a stage stool and decided to try out this wrinkle in the show – play from the stool, mix the sound, run the show – all pretty strenuous, come to think of it, and make it work.

There were several wonderful moments during the show. When we play the jigs early on, I always ask if there are any kids who are Irish dancers. One 8th grade girl came up to dance and she was dressed in a one-piece reindeer suit (w/cute tail) and proceeded to prance across the full stage with leaps, kicks, turns and shear talent. Damn. The place went nuts, as did the band. 

We brought out Mr. Schaffer (Steve, to us). He is the music teacher at the school, a professional rock guitarist in the real world, and has sat in with us before. We have a nice slot in the show for this, a Muddy Waters’ tune I Got My Mojo Working that lends itself to someone sitting in. Steve, being a pro, stepped up, wailed on two leads, nailed the ending and left the stage to the cheers of a full house of students and fellow faculty members. What a great, great thing to happen in this community.

It was a tough gig though. I had to navigate the stool in the afternoon performance, dealing  with 900 middle school kids and three shows, the physical travel fatigue and pulling off the show with my good fellow musicians. I’m glad I work with pros. Really.

It was an extraordinary day on this small sliver of “The Road”. I love what I do.

I’ve been recuperating from some eyelid surgery (basal cell) during some intentional downtime in my schedule. I was hoping to wear a pirate’s patch for Halloween, but it seems I’m spooky enough without it.

I did do a Dave’s Night Out with Sam Steffen last night and a RockRoots this afternoon, so I’m back on the boards though pretty exhausted from the effort.

 

 

 

 

 

Sam Steffen joined me in a night of topical songs which he is quite adept at, with songs about unemployment, black lives matter and other rye commentary on modern life. He has come a long way with his compositions, both lengthy and deep. It was a good crowd for one of these evenings and Sam stepped up. I added a few tunes to the mix including Study War No More, Ten Men, If I Had a Rocket Launcher and Put the Frack Back, one I had written several years ago for a protest in Allentown. It was good to unpack it and sing it again.

 

The RockRoots gang headed to Far Hills, NJ, thankfully not an epic trek, for an afternoon assembly at a Day School (read posh private school). 250 K – 8th graders and their teachers were all great. We played well and the school loved the show. Again, this show is routinely successful, the band plays well, I remember the lines and folk dig it all. I made it back through relatively smooth Friday traffic.

 

I set up sound at Godfrey’s for the Celtic band and got the show going before heading upstair to write this blog. A busy 24 hours and I’m glad I have some down time before Sunday’s next gig at Brookside C.C.

I am amazed about this band, that we are able to rally early in the morning (6 am) for a drive to NJ and an 8:15 assembly for 500 middle schoolers in Allentown, NJ. We got there about 7:30 with little traffic problems, were ushered into a very nice auditorium with great lighting and set up with time to spare.

We proceeded to do a great show for a large crowd of hip kids and teachers. I was thankfully in command of the script, the band energized and the kids receptive from the start. We were told that the school’s band was top-notch, with annual trips to some of the great parades in NYC and in California, so we kind of knew that this would work well.

As usual, the 5th and 6th graders were really into it, and the more sedate 7th and 8th graders were off in the distance so it was easy to feed off the younger kids. A cool moment happened early on when I ask if there are any kids who can do a jig to our mandolin tune. One very bright 5th grade girl came up as well as a 6th grade ‘dude’. I knew where this was going and I welcomed it. The girl was incredibly good, with leg kicks that I can only dream of and a precise nimbleness to her dance. The boy started in on some goofy scissor moves that were done in fun and in the spirit. The place went nuts and was simply wonderful Celtic yin and yang, both performed with great zest. It made the rest of the show a piece of cake.

The band played great and I remarked after the delta blues tune that we sounded amazing at 8:30 in the morning. Actually, I know of no other band that could do this.

So, there we were, packed up and headed back to PA at 9:30 am. A much better feeling from yesterday’s tough gig.

We were booked for a return to this special needs school way up in northeastern New Jersey for a 10 am show, and though it wasn’t an early show, the traffic made a 1.5 hour trip over 2 hours and we got there with 25 minutes to spare. No problem for us but the head teacher was worried.

They loved the show last time (several years ago) but the teacher wanted more music and less talk, thinking that the kids wouldn’t get the history lesson. We agreed but it also put pressure on me to selectively edit as we were doing the show. It’s been awhile since we did the show last so I was a little off my game. The sound system was screwing up at the beginning as well. It was a rough show (to our minds) but it didn’t seem to matter to the kids and the many teachers. The live music was what saved the day.

We weren’t communicating well, not looking at each other for visual cues when we were extending the music and I was dealing with what to cut out in the script. It was not our best gig but we were lucky that we didn’t have to play a perfect show to make a difference for these kids.

A long day on the road and a hard gig. Tomorrow, another long drive for a 8:15 assembly for 500 middle school kids. Back to back, baby!

It’s nice to have an early fall RockRoots so we glad to pump up the show on Friday after a three month respite. We were asked to play for an assembly in a Catholic school across the Delaware from Trenton. A nice day for an hour and half trip down the Turnpike. We set up in the cafeteria/stage area, and, as always with parochial schools, there were stairs involved. It was also a welcome-back to school gathering with parents and grandparents in the house, so it was a very nice crowd of about 300 people.

I always wonder if I remember the finer points of the show, especially with a long layoff and my increasing number of senior moments. Amazingly, it went smoothly and the band played well.

One special moment happens early in the show when we talk about folk dance, ask if there are any step dancers in the audience when we play the Irish tunes. This being a Catholic school, I thought this would be a no-brainer. One third grade girl volunteered and said to me that she improvises, and I said that’s fine with us. I started out the tune on the mandolin and she stood there with her finger on her lip, sizing up the enormity of having the full school with parents. We continued to play the tune when about 45 seconds into the song, she broke into a lively jig, to the great relief of everyone. She knocked it out of the park and the place went nuts. It was a very precious moment for the school, the girl and the band. Magic!

The rest of the show went fine, the school loved it, kids and teachers got up and danced at the end. I was back on the road at noon on Friday, headed back to Bethlehem. I found myself quite exhausted but content with another RR well done.

We returned to Northeastern NJ, close to the NY State border for our last RockRoots of the season, an afternoon show for 450 5th – 8th graders. We haven’t had nearly the number of gigs this year, for various reasons, but the show remains relevant and well played. Nick, Kevin and Wayne consistently play for real, and I manage to keep the show on track with the speechifying. Two hours up and two hours back for a 59 minute show. Still worth the time and effort.

RockRoots had two assemblies in Northeastern NJ, close to the City. It was to be a long day, in that we were to do assemblies spread out between a 9:30 am gig and a 1 pm gig on the same stage (!!) with the early set bussed in from near by. Road Trip for the K-3rds!

Traffic was really bad, leaving at 6:45 for a 9:30 show. I got there at 9:20, and thanks to the band and the school we were ready at 9:31 (sez Kevin) and we actually waited for the last group of kids to come in. On stage in 15 minutes after driving (a lot of sitting…) in Jersey traffic for two and a half hours. (‘I think I can, I think I can…”) I had two hiccups – one I knew (slide solo after first verse, sorry Wayne…) and the second was leaving out the World Music section and jumping to the final Rap stuff. The band actually wondered if I did it on purpose, but, in retrospect, it was my ‘wind up the show’ instinct kicking in. Good for the lads and good for the situation (get the kids back on the buses).

We had a large space in between shows. We headed to a Jersey diner and I treated the lads to some food. It was simply good to take some time and check in with the band, especially since I usually drive separately.

I was glad for the coffee from the diner. We got back with a half hour to spare, I changed my guitar strings and the 4 – 6th graders came filing in. This group was cranked and we played particularly well, even though it was our normal nap time. Back in the car at 2:10 and off to PA. A much quicker drive back.

It’s a shame that the demand for the RockRoots assembly is not what it used to be. It invariably is appreciated by kids, teachers and lunchroom ladies across the state. I was able to support my family for many, many years by getting in my car from either PA or CT and driving to NJ, crack o’ dawn. The Crash of ’08 really cut back on school arts funding, and the fertile Young Audiences of NJ connection has not been the same. That is balanced by the fact I’m not up for driving to NJ three times a week anymore.

It’s a really good show and I’m proud of its theatrical and educational strengths.

I am always amazed by the professionality of Nick, Wayne and Kevin. They deal with the traffic and each other, show up on time, go on in time and play the show with intelligence, good humor and the ability to roll with my punches. They (we) always do a good show.

It was a quick turn around from Sunday’s folk festival to two morning assemblies with RockRoots on Monday. We had an 8:45 first set so I left town at 6:30, hoping that the rain and the traffic would not complicate things too much. All said, it is amazing that the four of us can be ready right on time so consistently. A tip o’the hat to my friends in the band.

We did our two sets remarkably well, considering we haven’t done the show in a couple of months. We were loose, I remembered my lines and the faculty, kids and principal had a great time. As I shared with John Gorka the day before, I get the chance to play in front of  750 kids frequently, but nobody on the folk circuit knows about it. A different world.

Back in Bethlehem by noon or so.

There are very few RockRoots gigs this year, and we had to replace our guitarist Steve Placotaris when he got a full time paying job as a security guard in his school. Luckily, our old friend and RR guitarist Wayne Smith was available to take his place. We hadn’t done the show with him for years, and, actually, I hadn’t done the show since July. Somehow I wasn’t worried. I was counting on brain-muscle memory. Curiously enough, it was a smooth show. The pace was comfortable, the band gelled and the school had a great time. A leap of faith, for sure.

We were asked to be set up by 8 am for an 8:30 show, since it was a religious school and the Friday vespers was to go on before our show. So, we set up behind the curtain, trying not to make noise, talk or knock over cymbals.

I left pre-dawn for the gig in a torrential downpour for most of the hour-plus ride down the PA Turnpike. It a knuckler drive so I really didn’t have time to worry about the sub guitarist, remembering the show, etc. Perhaps that made the difference.

Friday morning traffic, pouring rain, new guitarist, long break between shows…. It worked.