Back from new york in most of one piece. Five days in the town of towns, as they like to think. An interesting enough place to visit, and I wouldn't mind going back for an extended stay sometime since I know some people who are natives and who can show me around. A bit on the expensive side, however. Met up with an old pal and we went out to a typical place to have some beverages. I'm not a big consumer by any stretch, trust me, so when the bill is $36 and you've only had two drinks each...that's an eye-opener.
While there, Joe and Greg and I found out we'd been booked in Boston for Saturday night, which was tonight. Following RGNC prerogative and precedent when playing out of town, we were booked under an alias: "Janitor School". So, we went, we played, and somewhere along the way we managed to have a major meltdown on stage that has essentially resulted in the demise of "Janitor School" for all intents and purposes. An acrimonious and bitter split that shocked the concert goers and frankly even caught the band members by surprise before we even realized what we had done. But that's why we assume the alias, and now we can just regroup and book under another name and nobody is the wiser.
Anyways, that's the latest for now. Had the pleasure of watching DVD Andy Griffith episodes on the laptop while staying high up in the Bentley Hotel on the upper East side of Manhattan with a view of the East River and the Queensborough Bridge out the window. Listened to Bluegrass too...And I agree that "Buckaroo" is one of the alltime coolest guitar tunes when played by Don Rich, and also by Clarence White.

be good.

An excellent choice, my friends. Might I be so bold as to also suggest one of my favorite "happy tunes", Buckaroo, from Mr. Owens and his band? It always seems to get my feet tapping and push less pleasant thoughts to the rear. Good luck on your travels.

Be happy and careful

Budaroo

It's snowing right now and the roads are beginning to look somewhat questionable. This is a matter of concern as Greg and Joe and I are scheduled to hit the trail for nyc at 1pm this very afternoon. We have been told that we will be gone for a week and that we will be very busy. This is how it is for us now. People arrange our travel, lodging, meetings, meals, "time off", and if they thought they could get a way with it, our restroom breaks. Life as captives of people who know so much better than we do. These are the same people running the institution that we call home (as a joke we call it that), and who decided that there will be no breakfast served in the cafeteria this morning. Why? President's Day. Doesn't matter if you've already payed for it, doesn't matter if they know full well that you have nowhere else to go. You see, they run the show, and they don't give a rat's @ss about you or what you think because this is their tree and we, on the other hand, are all just bunch of squirrels trying to get a nut. Squirrels who cough up over a grand each month to live here.

I do not want to go on this stupid little dog and pony show of a trip these morons have planned for us. Have I made myself clear?

Time to listen to a little Del McCoury now...be good.