UGA's loss to Florida set the tone for the evening. Nothing like assembling at Fado in Buckhead to feel the wrath amongst a legion of faithful Gators fans to swell the pit in your gut. The men of Last Call hung their heads and knew they were in for a solemn evening. Still, the burgers were quite tasty and we summoned the strength to unload and install our travelling show. With the latest additions to the gear arsenal, we are able to fine tune this rock show. Essential gear in this case has to include the bodacious audio snake. It really makes the various connections easier. I am proud to assume the role of snake installer.
Before we jump in, I wanted to share a pic that Karl took in Singapore. It is of a hotel (in the distance) that features a "ship" atop three towers that comprise the high-occupancy establishment.
I have since learned that it is the Marina Bay Sands, at least that is what "we" call it. It is reported to be the most expensive hotel constructed in the world. Yep. I obviously don't get around much, but when a fellow band buddy deems it worthy of a shared pic, I'll try to broaden my short-sighted horizon. I found Karl's pic to be most excellent, and he even proclaimed that the Last Call fan favorite of "Heroes" by David Bowie was heard in the hotel sound system. Nice. For perspective, here are a few more shots from the web and a link if you want to make reservations.
Marina Bay Sands, Singapore
As for the show, we plowed through so many tunes my head hurts thinking about it. I'm missing a few of the big ones that have been ignored after we learned new ones. Need to work up some more slide via the carabiner and the NS/Stick. I lost my old carabiner and never replaced it. The large ones cost 8 or 9 bucks at the HD and I balked when I saw that. Perhaps I will pick one up when I go there to fetch a tape gun in the next day or so. I really love the sound I was getting on the slide and it is a flavor that Last Call could use from time to time. It is worth noting that this was our first-ever Saturday performance. I was thankful that it wasn't outside as we had initially plotted.
Perhaps the real story here was that we were the core quartet, without Farrel. She was with her family in New York taking care of important business. We wished them well and reconfigured, ignoring her girl-power tunes and the upper-range power pop that she has made her own. Needless to say, we concentrated on our strengths of The Who, Beatles, Stones, and more classic rock than you can shake a Chapman Stick at. If I'm not mistaken, at this late point on Thanksgiving weekend, I even sang Freebird at the end of the night, with Davey playing the piano in a fitting tribute to Southern rock at the Southern Club. I know there were some surprises, and still many that we didn't get around to. Those who stuck it out were rewarded with another of our nearly 4-hour patented non-stop shows. Of course, without Chuck's keen eye and lens, what you see is what you get. We are spoiled by his camera work and his charming demeanor. Fortunately for us, we had the wonderful Ruth, Julie, and Rebecca, among many others, cheering us on. Their smiles helped us on this cold, dark night.
"A smile is the prettiest thing you can wear."
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| A true fan and friend, staying with us until the bitter end. Freebird was for you, sir. |
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