What a miserable day, weather-wise. First of all, the wind was really rattling the slide covers (little awnings) practically all day, making things a bit noisy inside the rig. It was cold, and it started snowing big, wet flakes in the morning. Nothing stuck to the roads, but it did start to pile up on cars and picnic tables. Then it must have warmed a bit, because it was just rain - then snow again, and back to rain.
We stayed in all day, this time, other than a trip to the laundry room for Robin to tackle the bin full of dirty clothes. Yes, he has a bit of an inner domestic goddess as well, for which I am eternally thankful. In fact, his manifests more frequently than mine, sometimes.
But come evening, we were off to see Joe Bonamassa (blues guitarist and singer). This is the reason we are still hanging around SLC. So glad it worked out that we could be here. Don't know when we'll get an opportunity to see him again. He was in Vancouver last year, but by the time we found out he was coming, the show was sold out. And he started this current tour in Seattle and Spokane, so most likely won't be back to either BC or Washington for a long time.
The show was great. He started right on time, in fact maybe a minute ahead of schedule. His first set was all acoustic guitar, and had almost a celtic or folksy feel to it. He had 8 different acoustic guitars on stage, and he played every one. The electric guitars came out for the second set, and the songs were real edgy blues, what I might call hard rock blues. Joe has a distinctive voice, and a distinctive way of playing guitar (as Santana does).
Our only complaint is that the instruments in the second set were way too loud. They often drowned out his voice. Don't get me wrong, we don't necessarily have a problem with loud music (as you will know if you ever hear me drive by when I'm by myself), but why can't they just back off on the instrument speakers a bit so you can actually hear the singer's voice? Yes, I've been to some concerts where you don't necessarily want to hear the singer's voice too clearly - usually when it's an older singer who just doesn't have the pipes any more, but you know the song anyway, so it doesn't matter. But when someone's voice is still good, let us hear it! Anyway, to take away a positive, our chests got a good massage, and the stage and lighting effects were awesome.
The only downside to the night was the half-hour wait to get out of the parkade. We got back to our car before most of the throng, but we were on the second floor from the top (maybe 4 or 5 levels, so not really big) and, just as we pulled out of our spot, everything came to a complete stop. We did edge forward a car length or two, but by the time we were actually "moving", 32 minutes had elapsed. When we got to the bottom the gate was up and the attendant was waving everyone through, so there must have been a malfunction at the pay booth.
Back at the rig by about 11:45, so pretty much straight to bed. Until next time dear followers, to err is human, to moo is bovine.
We stayed in all day, this time, other than a trip to the laundry room for Robin to tackle the bin full of dirty clothes. Yes, he has a bit of an inner domestic goddess as well, for which I am eternally thankful. In fact, his manifests more frequently than mine, sometimes.
But come evening, we were off to see Joe Bonamassa (blues guitarist and singer). This is the reason we are still hanging around SLC. So glad it worked out that we could be here. Don't know when we'll get an opportunity to see him again. He was in Vancouver last year, but by the time we found out he was coming, the show was sold out. And he started this current tour in Seattle and Spokane, so most likely won't be back to either BC or Washington for a long time.
The show was great. He started right on time, in fact maybe a minute ahead of schedule. His first set was all acoustic guitar, and had almost a celtic or folksy feel to it. He had 8 different acoustic guitars on stage, and he played every one. The electric guitars came out for the second set, and the songs were real edgy blues, what I might call hard rock blues. Joe has a distinctive voice, and a distinctive way of playing guitar (as Santana does).
Our only complaint is that the instruments in the second set were way too loud. They often drowned out his voice. Don't get me wrong, we don't necessarily have a problem with loud music (as you will know if you ever hear me drive by when I'm by myself), but why can't they just back off on the instrument speakers a bit so you can actually hear the singer's voice? Yes, I've been to some concerts where you don't necessarily want to hear the singer's voice too clearly - usually when it's an older singer who just doesn't have the pipes any more, but you know the song anyway, so it doesn't matter. But when someone's voice is still good, let us hear it! Anyway, to take away a positive, our chests got a good massage, and the stage and lighting effects were awesome.
The only downside to the night was the half-hour wait to get out of the parkade. We got back to our car before most of the throng, but we were on the second floor from the top (maybe 4 or 5 levels, so not really big) and, just as we pulled out of our spot, everything came to a complete stop. We did edge forward a car length or two, but by the time we were actually "moving", 32 minutes had elapsed. When we got to the bottom the gate was up and the attendant was waving everyone through, so there must have been a malfunction at the pay booth.
Back at the rig by about 11:45, so pretty much straight to bed. Until next time dear followers, to err is human, to moo is bovine.