Over the weekend I was… Well, I wasn’t really asked. I was, more or less, informed that I was playing a gig in Gadsden. Relax, it was not a high pressure situation. And it isn’t playing in a place that I hate or anything. It is a small place with a pretty good amount of natural reverb and typically a good crowd. By brother and sis-in-law told about a deal they have going on in Gadsden. It is a take off of VH1 storytellers concert series they did back in the day. It is on the first Friday night of each month. They set up about 2-3 local artists and give them a spot for about 2-3 songs. The artist gets to describe the song and give the “story” (you guessed it) behind the song.
When they mentioned it I was all excited. Then they said something to the affect of “we already told so-and-so that you should do the show.” “Well, it’s just that you are a great musician.”
A while back they did a similar thing called Fellowship of the String which was awesome in itself. We would sit in a huge circle of guitar players and friends and family and play songs either that we had written or songs that meant a lot to us that someone else wrote. After a season, the FOTS disintegrated.
I do hope that the Storytellers fridays will be a flaming success. I have been looking for a venue that is low-key and real. I’m just waiting to find out if I am telling my stories in September or October.
I’ll keep you posted.
Prodigal Thinker 