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Tuesday |
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Richman is a living legend. This was my second time seeing him at the Tractor Tavern, a popular venue for acoustic and country acts (as well as more raging shows, occasionally). Everyone was there. OK, that is an exaggeration. But there were a lot of familiar faces, starting with Craig McNeil from Orcas Island who called to see if I wanted to go for a beer. Did I! He skateboarded/bused over and we sucked at 16 oz. PBRs while watching a piece of Spirited Away, which Jesse had been recommending for some time. It's a real fine movie. We drank and walked to the bus stop at 46th and Phinney where the 44 came just as we got there. On the way to the Tractor to get Craig a ticket, we bumped into Davey Oil and Stefan Gruber on the sidewalk. Then we met Connie & Bruce at Hattie's Hat, where TT tickets get you 25% off food. At the Tractor, flatchestedmama and Sam Trout said hi. So did Tim, a closeby neighbor who I also saw at GBV's last Seattle show. The annoying guy heckling the opening band turned out to be the father of the microsoft millionaire mentioned here; turns out he's friends with the contractor who did his son's house. (It was the contractor who recognized me from Sunday's job.) Jen W of Monkeyhut days was there and her friend Kent bought a DVD, which is a smart thing to do any time of the year. Jonathan was smiling a lot and seemed to focus on love songs. He didn't rant as he did last time; he seemed to be in too good of a mood. He even sang happy birthday by request and the whole crowd joined in. Tommy Larkin looked a little tired. The beer, whisky and scotch kept coming. The night probably should have ended one pitcher sooner. Craig and I caught a ride home with Connie & Bruce. Sarah was none too pleased to see me so stinky so I spent the night on the couch. |
