As you already know, last weekend we had the pleasure of playing an intimate acoustic show at Half Price Books in Humble, TX. (Just outside of Houston). This is the story of how a 2 hour gig became a 4-day weekend.
We set out on Friday with plenty of new mix CDs to get us through the 4 1/2-hour drive from Dallas to Houston, with every intention of driving home that night after the gig.
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| This suitcase only had CDs in it. Later, I would regret that. |
When we arrived in the town of Humble, just a few miles from the bookstore, we smelled something funny. We assumed it was the dicey-looking Waffle House we had just passed. (Don't get me wrong; I love Waffle House, but that one looked dicey). Then smoke began to pour from our air-conditioning vents, and we quickly pulled over.
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| Stranded in Humble. |
Luckily, our friend and organizer of the Half Price Books event was able to pick us up, feed us, and get us to the gig on time, which turned out to be a lovely evening.
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If I had known I would be wearing them for 4 days in a row, I might not have chosen plum pants.
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Adam brought his wonderful 9-string baritone guitar.
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| Bookstores make me happy. |
After the gig, we rushed away to meet the tow-truck, which took the car to the only mechanic in Humble who was going to be open the next day (Saturday). The same friend who rescued us from being stranded also graciously provided us with a place to stay. And I ended the day feeling a little more like a "real" musician who goes out on the road and breaks down and hopes that tip money and CD sales will save the day.
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Hmmm... Don't see much cash in that jar; we could be in Humble for a while!
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Would our car be fixed? Would we get back to Dallas by Monday morning? Would we make our time in the Houston area worthwhile?
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