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Blues is to jazz what yeast is to bread -- without it, it's flat. |
Friday, September 8, 2000
Two years ago: Bravery
Two years ago, I was thinking about what it meant when people called me "brave". I didn't much care for it!
I did some web research tonight, looking for inexpensive but nice fans that we could have at SwingOut NorthWest. That's something I'd be interested in sponsoring, if we can find suitable fans and get them imprinted. It would be a neat giveaway to the campers.
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I think Jack was already planning to come down here to see me tomorrow, but I did hint that there was a dance thing happening tonight that I wanted to go to. It was a rare live band -- the Swing Session, from San Francisco.
I arrived at the Ballard Eagles lodge before the band started. They had divided the bar off from the main dance floor, so that it could be an all-ages event. I chatted with Earl, Dan Ross, and a few other folks, while we waited for the music to start.
The place wasn't extremely crowded, but there were a reasonable number of folks there. I danced with Earl first thing, and told him about my new car.
The band was great! Lots of energy, and the vocalist Peter Walsh (an older man) was exceptional. I think some of these guys used to be with Indigo Swing, but I'm not sure about that part.
I think we were a bit follow-heavy, but I didn't have to sit out too much. The band was good just to listen to, and I did buy their CD. I got a change to talk to Viola Spencer about some classes she's teaching, starting later in September. I think I want to sign up!
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I stayed until the end, then walked out to my car. Oops! The darn thing wouldn't start! Dead battery. So I dashed inside and grabbed David Flajole, who also lives on Captitol Hill. He wasn't going home though, but offered to give me a jump start. I was dubious, but went along with this.
He was able to get the car started, so I drove off home, nervously hoping I wouldn't stall out along the way. I parked up the street, in front of the accursed cafe (now on its third set of owners this year). I hope Jack will be able to help me with this tomorrow!
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