A Month in the Life

Where to start? Well, I guess I'll just start. First of all, hi. Welcome back. I've missed all of you deeply. Anyway, I had a blast this weekend. I went to FL to play a gig with "The Chantry Dean Band. A.K.A. "Chantry Dean and the Wide Eyes." It was awesome! It's always a "tad" bit more fun when you're doing something you like, or in my case, playing music every night. (that one goes out to those who need their "Billiam" fix) Now back from my tangent.

Ok, there's a really funny story regarding this FL trip. (and by funny, I mean in hindsight. lol) So we drove all night and pulled into FL about 6:30 or 7:00 on Fri. morning. We go to check into our hotel and they tell us that we don't have rooms. So we fuss for a little bit and call a few people and FINALLY get the keys to our alleged "non-existent" rooms. Upon riding the elevators to the 6th floor (the uppermost floor in the hotel) we get to our room and find out that our key won't work. SO . . . we send Chantry down to sort it out. He finally comes back with a working key and we get into our room, unload, put on some more comfortable clothes, and get in bed for the first time in 24 hours. Well, get this, not twenty minutes later . . . the fire alarm goes off! IT'S A STINKIN' FIRE DRILL!!!! and we're on the sixth floor, so by the time we get dressed and ready to go outside, the alarms stop. and we get back in bed. And then about 15 minutes later (after I've just gotten back to sleep) Kendra Shock calls me. (she's such an idiot. but I love her anyway. Maybe I'M the idiot.) lol But I DID actually get some sleep this weekend. Anyway, once I got home, the fun had just begun.

I had the experience of sitting in on a session with Multi-Grammy winning producer George Massenburg. Not only sitting in and watching, but actually PLAYING! It was SO cool. It was me, a girl named Amy Renfrow on piano, and Brian Vander Ark, the lead singer for The Verve Pipe, on guitar and vocals. I don't think I've had any more fun in my life. It was just the three of us sitting in a circle, Amy at the piano, me on the mandolin, and Brian with the guitar and singing. We were all miked up and the room was too, and we got the most natural performance that I've ever heard. Anyway, that was basically the consistency of my weekend/Monday. And the rest is . . . well . . . not history really . . . more like . . . history in the making. ;)

Later,
Billiam

(btw, I stick by my view of who I think the best keyboardist in the world is. you know who you are. ;p )