So, I love playing the festivals, the churches, the venues and listening rooms around the country. There are always great crowds of music-loving folk at these spots. This last run out from California through the mid-west and back was full of those; and, needless to say, it was rad. But I’m back on the Island now playing my usual gigs at the pubs and restaurants around Waikiki and Honolulu. Last night I played my first gig at O’toole’s Irish Pub in Chinatown Honolulu, after getting back Sunday night. And of course, within the first half hour I get the guy yelling “Freebird!” as if he just thought up the funniest thing ever. Then, about two hours into the night I get some half-cacked guys decide that I wasn’t entertaining enough. Nothing serious of course, just the typical start clapping in the middle of the song and, of course, more Freebirding. It’s easy enough to deflect I guess ’cause they really aren’t that clever… it’s just tiring. Anyway, it’s good to be back on the Island and I’m grateful for the opportunity to play my guitar for a living; but, man, I sure didn’t miss the drunk people.
Peace, hope and love.