Dixie Bee-Liners American Revival Tour—Day whatever

Casey Henry

Casey Henry

Blog Theme Song

I mentioned yesterday that Uncle Earl has a daily blog theme song to accompany their van blog readings. Well, they really came through for me and actually recorded it so that we can all enjoy it. Here is the Murphy Method Blog theme song!! (It's a .m4a file, which will play in Quicktime. I'll try and figure out how to make it into an MP3 so that it will be easier for everyone to play.) Thanks, G'earls. You're the best.

Last night we were in Springfield, Missouri. There were a lot of young peole at the show and we got asked to sign more programs than on any other night so far. The Chapmans, who are from here, came out to see the show, and Rachel and Sierra and her band went out with them afterwards to Steak and Shake.

The last couple of shows I’ve had bad pick karma, and I’m hoping that by writing about it I can purge it. Two nights ago in Fayetteville I had a minor pick incident. It went like this:

Between the first two songs I have to change banjos, from my low-tuned banjo back to my regular Kel Kroydon, which sits in a stand just behind me. This time when I put my Gibson down, my fingerpicks got caught on the strap and came off. They both landed on the floor under the stand. Now, there is not supposed to be any time at all between the first two songs. I even leave off the last note of “Crooked Road” so I can switch and be ready for the downbeat of “Bugs in the Basement” by the time the applause has stopped. The extra time I had to spend putting my picks back on, in addition to being nerve wracking (“What if I can’t get my picks back on at all?!”) was awkwardly silent. But, I did get them on and the show continued apace.

Last night, though, came very close to disaster. A few songs into the set we do a song called “Heavy” on which I do not use picks. I’ve been taking them off and carefully putting them on top rail of our multi-intrument stand, which is just wide enough to balance them (since my stinkin’ stage skirts and dresses don’t have pockets). When I turned around after “Heavy” to put my picks back on they weren’t there. Just think about that for a second. THEY WEREN’T THERE.

I calmly figured that they must have fallen off onto the floor. So I looked on the floor and found one pick behind the stand. One. Holy crap, where are the other two?? I start to panic a little. I move the stand and look under it. No picks. I’m bearing in mind all the while that I’m squatting down beside this instrument stand as gracefully as I can in a short dress and leggings and they’re about to start the next song. Finally I spy my thumbpick and other fingerpick sitting on my banjo. How the heck did they fall onto my banjo? No time to think, I just picked them up and put them on. It flustered me a bit, to the extent that I was off by a fret on a couple licks during “If I Was a Carpenter” (sorry, Robin).

Disaster averted, I finished out the set with all three picks, only slightly distracted by thinking about how much worse it could have been, and how I was going to write about it later in this blog. As I said, I’m hoping that by writing about this I will apease the pick faries and turn my luck back to the good.

Now, a couple of things I meant to include yesterday. The corporate sponsor for our Fayetteville show was Mars (the candy company). They had made this cool poster for the lobby of the theater (Rachel got one to take home with her. She really liked the sexy green fiddle player M&M.):

M&M's Tour Poster

M&M's Tour Poster

They had these backstage. Has anybody ever heard of these before? I don’t like peanut butter, but other people’s reports were positive.

Strawberried Peanut Butter M&M's.

Strawberried Peanut Butter M&M's.

And here is how I’m pogressing on my scarf. I’m going for long and skinny. I’m almost done, I think:

How my crocheting is coming along.

How my crocheting is coming along.

This is a plant that I saw in Fayetteville. I’d never seen one before, I have no idea what it is, but I thought it was really cool:

Does anyone know what this plant is?

Does anyone know what this plant is?

Today is a travel day, heading to Bowling Green, KY.

9 thoughts on “Dixie Bee-Liners American Revival Tour—Day whatever

  1. Cheryl

    Hi, Casey!

    That plant is called Angel’s Trumpet. A native to South America, it’s also quite poisonous to people and animals.

    Sounds like the tour is going great. Yay!

    Cheryl

  2. Steve (in Japan)

    Sorry to say, Casey, but your scraf looks more like a banjo strap. Do you think it’ll be strong enough for that?

  3. Cap Spence

    In spite of the pick tragedies, I am sure you are having the time of your life. Bet your banjo chops are getting even better as well. Love, Love, Love the Uncle Earl Casey’s Blog Theme Song…Sounds like it could be the theme song of a 15 minute radio show. Be careful out there and travel safely.

  4. TT

    I think the scarf looks awesome, especially when following the disgusting looking strawberry/pb m&m’s. And I’ll never get that blog tune out of my head.

  5. martha carlton

    Caseym

    I know the plant is an Angel Trumpet. We have several of them in our yard in Ringgold. They are easy to root, and next year when I am there, i will cut off a few shoots and bring them to you to stick in the ground. i even have brough some sticks of the plant to put in the ground here in FL. Yes, we are at last back in FL. It is nice and hot.

    Your crocheting is lovely!!! Keep it up.

    Martha

  6. admin

    Hey! Thanks for all the plant IDs! I’ll look forward to my cuttings next year, Martha.

    I think the blog theme song is just about the coolest thing ever. I’m glad y’all agree!

    Casey

  7. Cap Spence

    BTW CAH, there were a rash of teenage deaths in FL a few years back when word got around that smoking the blooms from the Angel Trumpet would get one high. Fail. It would get one dead. Just FYI.

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