Saturday October 24 2015
Waking up at noon.
Steel Cut Oats with Maple Syrup, Strawberries, Cinnamon, and Kefir. Yerba Mate Tea.
Watching The Wraith (1986).
Teaching a couple vocal lessons at Music Makers.
Leftover Pizza with a Salad. Honey Green Tea.
Shooting some hoops out off First Colonial just to get a little cardio in.
Ana and I head to Chesapeake for my DEJA gig. Jerry's Restaurant is having a huge anniversary event called Jerrypalooza – it's an outside concert with bands performing all day long. We're on last. We only play for an hour or so. It's not freezing cold out but it's cold enough to make my fingers stiff – it's difficult to do solo heavy songs. And this nighttime humidity keeps the keys on my keyboards slippery. It's still a good time. Watching Jimmy, the bass player, kill it on the "War Pigs" cover.
After that, Ana and I decide to head to our favorite restaurant, Field Guide, in Norfolk. Whenever we try to think about other places to eat out for dinner for some reason we can't think of any place better. We eat like kings and queens here in our opinion. It's the kind of stuff we might make at home but better. We both order Rice Bowls full of all kinds of wholesome vegetables, mine with chicken and hers with tofu. Finishing it off with a warm Cinnamon Bun.
"Mmm. Lots of sugar!" Ana says sarcastically.
Me: "Yeah, I know but it's okay to treat yourself once in a while."
Stopping by the music space to drop off gear. While I set up my keyboard rig and set up things for rock school tomorrow, Ana fiddles on the drum kit. I hop on the electric guitar and we jam out to some improvised rock n roll progressions. We keep joking about starting a rock duo called Accidental Accents (or The Double A's).
Arriving home finally after 1 a.m.
Me: "Man, I played a DEJA gig. Then we went out to eat in Norfolk. And then we jammed all night. What the heck? We did everything tonight!"
"Who does that?" she exclaims.
Cleaning up the kitchen and doing a couple chores.
Sipping on Ginger Pear Tea and watching a Motörhead documentary.
Sleep 3 a.m.
[i] Images by me.
Posted by James Robert Smith at 11:16 AM