Mood:
celebratoryWow.
100 times now that I have spewed nonsense right here for everyone's amusement...or non-amusement,
in many instances, perhaps...fickle public...psh.
Time flies so quickly anymore. Though, deduct a baker's dozen or so for being the work of Karen (those would be the more coherent and constructive ones, if you're checking), and then it's not quite so bad.
Spring has finally sprung around these parts...nothing quite matches a New England spring, except a New England autumn, of course.
I can't stop sticking my nose in the pansies every time I pass through my patio...though the bees are starting to appear as well, so I'd better be careful or I'll end up with an internasal surprise.
As for more relevant items, we are continuing to polish up our repertoire, alone and with Mr. Robertson, for upcoming events. May 20th (a Friday night, so no excuses!) marks Ukulele Noir IV (just had a flash in my head of being greyhaired and arthritic, telling people to come on out to Ukulele Noir XXVII...). After that, there is a trip down to Baltimore to perform with Mr. Robertson at MAUI (Mid-Atlantic Ukulele Invitational)in June, which should be a blast...and a pocketbook depleter, since I hear there are scads of vintage ukes for sale usually! Uh oh! Once you get one, there's no stopping. Just ask Craig and Karen about that!
On our own, there are some upcoming things later in the summer at the Nave Gallery, and at Skybar...where we will be on a bill with the rather enchanting Tuna Helpers, who are coming all the way from Texas!
Details can be seen on the Concerts page.
In the meantime, if you need something to do this weekend, do come out to this on Saturday night:
Burly-Q, Wrasslin', and Sundry Hubbub at Mass Art!
You'll see the glorious art of our friend Mr. Reusch, a few great bands, some saucy shenanigans by our friends Black Cat Burlesque , aaaaand, you can gasp and bite your fingers while you watch with horrified suspense to see if, indeed, I will injure myself in a way that will end my cello "career" forever, right then and there, with a badly executed Sunset Flip...as part of La Gata Negra ! Oh, the thrills!! All this is being put on by the formidable Black Ocean and Eventworks. Come on out! Or...stay home and listen to it rain outside, then. Hmph.
One last thing...
But it's only for Mr. Hill, Mr. Russo, and Mr. Savile as they are the only ones who expressed any concern at the prospect of losing their weekly tache fix. So, gentlemen (the rest of you...don't you have some work to do or something?? Shoo! NO taches for the ungrateful...turn away now..) I present to you a very militarily dignified, formal, intense-looking, and VERY dishy Tache o'the Week! It's The Hill-Russo-Savile (or Savile-Russo-Hill...you guys can work that out...pistols or swords?) Memorial
Tache o'the Week! Behold the majesty! *cue "Reveille"*
I think I must go and find something to do now...nip these odd stray thoughts about being a nurse in WWI in the bud...ah, yes..the garden needs water...or something...."Nurse!"...er...what was I doing? Oh, yes...the garden...uh...
