DAY ONE: Wednesday morning we said hasta la vista to Sadie dog, the chickens, and the homestead, and left them in the capable hands of our trusty caretaker. We pulled out on the road on the tail end of rush hour and headed east in the Nissan Versa tour bus to the strains of Tom Russells The Rose Of The San Joaquin CD. The weather was beautiful, traffic was light, cruising was easy. One gas stop, three rest areas, and a Bojangles later, we pulled into Garner, North Carolina, hometown of American Idols Scotty McCreery, and the town where I spent my high school years dreaming about being anywhere else but. Hugged my mamas neck and visited for a little bit. We left there,and went to gas up again. While I was pumping, a fellow walked up and asked about my license plate. Tennessee I told him. Whereabouts? he asked. Nashville. Nashville? Do you know a guy named Cal Freeman? It turns out I do. Cal played pedal steel for Gatemouth Brown at the same time my friend Joe Sunseri was Gates sax man. Cal had lived in Garner for a spell. I told this fellow that I had been to Cals house when he lived locally. The guy says I was his roommate. I remember you. You had a song about seeing red. I guess he did remember me. Small world. Then we headed into Raleigh to the Berkeley Cafe, a place I have played a million times. Steve Howell and I were some of (if not the) first musicians to play there. We had a do-grass bluo called The Lonesome Hound Dog Whales that played some original songs at a poetry reading there, prompting then-owner John Blomquist to start up a musicians open mic. The Berkeley has recently been bought and completely renovated by the owner of the recently closed and sadly missed Sadlacks Heroes. (Another place I have played a bunch,) Mike Spence and Rickey Bacchus were at their stations behind the bar. Bill Hickman was serving up his Wednesday Night Taco Special. Open Mic was in full swing. I went out and played a few songs for the hardcores on the back patio while awaiting my turn to perform. Debbie Baggett Thome and Jennifer Anne Sanders were there. It was almost like Old Home Week(night). I played my allotted three songs You Done Done It Now, Inside That Box, and My Dog Jesus. By popular demand, I played one more...A singalong of Whats Not To Love?. It was kick playing in the Berkeley again after so many years. After a few more hugs and handshakes, we headed off for some much needed sleep.
Posted on: Mon, 07 Jul 2014 15:48:57 +0000
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