Monday, September 6, 2010
The Plan ("Out the window! Wing it, boys!")
Then MetroLink to a fine hotel.
Then, nada. Because I picked the wrong Wednesday. But maybe some onion soup, and an IPA, and a cheeseburger at BBH, because I remember they were good.
Thursday: Devil at the Confluence, at the Children's Illustrated Art Museum? We'll see. Or maybe we'll rent a car, and remember Warrenton or nearby burghs.
Friday: Charles "Skeet" Rodgers and the Inner City Blues Band. (Skeet currently being the only person or entity on MYSPACE with fewer friends than me. That will change. If all goes well at the show Friday, I will befriend him on one or another social networking site. Solidarity!)
Saturday: They'll be rocking at The Pageant. I'll be up front, trying to figure out how to work my daughter's camera without any tear inducing flash. Wish me luck. I'm requesting a new song. Big Boys? Darlin'? I'm not betting on it, but I'm requesting it.
Sunday, in the wee wee hours: off to see Billy Peek. This is a man I've heard for decades, and who I admired without recognizing in the northern Italian show that Carmello attended. I was thinking: that Italian man can play the blues. But he was a St. Louis Blues musician. Time to see him live. (And speaking of St. Louis Blues: I'm creating my agenda using http://www.stlblues.net/gigsCalendar.asp?thisMonth=10&thisYear=2010&MusicianID=0&VenueID=0&MusicStyleID=0&locationQuery=&query=&viewMode)
And somewhere in between: the empty lot that was the Cosmopolitan; the street that was Goode Avenue; the river that is the Mississippi.
Of course: I'd appreciate any tips on how to spend the rest of my time, because I screwed up royally. I coulda gone to St. Louis AND Maryland. Or I coulda seen two shows back in old St. Lou.