
USA
Oct/Nov 2005

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Friday
18th November
Most
swimming pools and gyms in the United
States are accompanied by a placard displaying
all of the rules to which the user must
adhere thus limiting the liability of
…well, just about everybody:
“No diving. No Glass. No
Alcoholic Beverages. No Smoking. No
Horseplay (My personal favourite),
No Unaccompanied children etc…”
This morning in Port Angeles I see upon
this placard a new prohibition:
“Persons with open sores or communicable
diseases are prohibited from using the
pool.”
“A reasonable rule” I think
to myself and then as I sit boiling away
I ponder,
“ Why is it that nobody else is
using the hot tub?”
“Could this be the rule that broke
the Camel’s back?”
“Is this Prohibition Placard, that
solemn bastion of law and order itself
passing comment on the fine people of
Port Angeles?” “ Surely they
cannot ALL be…well…”
I suppose we’ll never know.
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It
has been some five years at least since
have played here which is far to long.
We have a great crowd here in Port Angeles
and Anna Manildi looks after us generously.
This is a lively town full of bars, music,
good beer, and pool tables. – poifect.
Saturday
19th November
Fog
conspires to force us to take the long
way to Friday Harbor on San Juan Island.
Battlefield Band have played here regularly
for ten years and it is always a great
night. Rob’s cousin Robert is here
along with Hannibal and the boys and the
gig is sold out. Once the San Juan Brewery
closes, it is off to The China Pearl across
the road with Michael who is a brewer
here and general good egg. The China Pearl
is a late night pool hall, bar, Chinese
restaurant, and live music venue: An essential
in any community.
Sunday
20th November
Yet
another day off so while Rob and Alan
head off to a top secret location in the
woods, I take the Ginonites to Seattle
for a night with my Folks, Brother and
his Mrs. We all head to Thaiku in Ballard
for a splendid Thai meal enhanced by these
curious martinis made with oolong tea
– in addition to the usual mind
control elements I might add. Since we
are in the neighbourhood, we head along
to Conner Byrne’s pub just along
the road wherein there is a session.
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| Monday
21st November
We are heading
for Newport, Oregon for a concert
tomorrow so the only logical place
to stop is Portland and a session
in the Moon and Sixpence with
Accordion maestro Johnny Conelly.
Also at the tune was Casey Neill
whom we know from the 11th street
tavern in New York City so once
again the diddly mafia tightens
its grip. Meanwhile, Alan, Rob,
Robert and the rest are upholding
the rights of a local underdog
against some evil landlord, corporation,
or other malevolent force which,
as we all know, lurks in the undergrowth
of even the most seemingly innocuous
places.
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| Tuesday
22nd November
This Thursday
is the U.S. thanksgiving holiday
and as such, the roads are starting
to fill up with travellers, making
their way to see their families.
This makes the drive to Newport
lengthy: This is unfortunate as
it is a great town and our hotel
is right on the breathtaking beach
here. The concert is also great
but we have to wade through the
worst driving day in the American
calendar tomorrow so as they say
in Holland, “aint no après
ski, fool!”
Wednesday 23rd November
Eight and a half
hours of hard driving to Everett,
north of Seattle where we are
poised to hit the border and play
tomorrow night in Vancouver, British
Columbia. The pubs in Everett
this night are fairly bamtastic;
Full of man-eating sharks and
Liberace impersonators. But the
pool tables are cheap: “Every
clown lays a silver lino”
goes the old adage.
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| Thursday
24th November
Having negotiated
the Canadian border, we stop just
before Vancouver at a visitors
centre to procure directions to
St. James Hall. As it happens,
there are two women working there,
one from Edinburgh and an English
woman who is coming to the concert
tonight. Needless to say we arrive
at the hall with oodles of time
while, Alan and B.A. appear much
later having rescued a Mrs. Crawford’s
cat from the neighbour’s
tree with the help of a device
made of bicarbonate of soda, diesel,
a packet of beef jerkey (extra-spicy)
and the frozen balls off a brass
monkey – you can take the
man out of the navy….
Vancouver is a fantastic city
and we are in the heart of the
souvlaki and pool district so
it is with great regret that we
have to return to the United States
tonight as to get a flight from
Seattle tomorrow morning.
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I
love it when a plan comes together...
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'I
ain't goin' home on no plane fool!' |
Friday
25th & Saturday 26th November.
Our
last concert of the tour is A
Prairie Home Companion with Garrison
Keillor. This is a live radio
program broadcast every Saturday
to over three million people on
National Public Radio. This Saturday
is an outside broadcast from Michigan
State University in East Lansing:
We have performed on this show
a number of times and as always,
it is a great experience. Archives
of all previous radio shows, including
this one, are available to hear
from (http://prairiehome.publicradio.org/programs/2005/11/26/).
Their own extensive website speaks
more eloquently for this great
program than could I.
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A great finish to a most enjoyable tour.
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Photos
were taken by various people, one of whom may, or may not,
have been Rob Van Sante.
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