Posted by PaulKirby on Monday, December 15, 2008
Friday night Moving Day! had a gig at a Christmas party in one of the neighboring towns. Well, not exactly in a town, but in one of the many wooded areas that make up Oslo. I've been there alot, but I remembered it being a pretty short walk to get there. We weren't supposed to play until about 21.30, and about 18.00 I went to check the place out. Well, the walk was a lot longer than I suspected, about a half a mile, in fact. We ended up putting the string bass on a snowmobile, and the rest of us walked. We had a great gig. Were originally asked for 5 tunes and ended up playing about 11. Great audience.
Saturday and Sunday I was the tenor soloist in concerts (Bach Christmas Oratorio) in Fredrikstad, a town about 90 minutes by car south of Oslo. Saturday was good. Sunday night we got down there and I had forgotten my concert clothes. I ended up borrowing a pair of trousers that Mrs. had on, and a jacket from one of the men in the chorus. The concert was good. I remember thinking 'My glasses are filthy, I have to pee and I'm wearing my wife's trousers, but other than that, things are going pretty well.
on “Snowmobile gig”
Monday, December 15, 2008 @11:52:03 AM
What an interesting (and rewarding) life you lead, Paul.
robin jones Says:
Thursday, December 18, 2008 @5:40:54 PM
Great story. And TC is right, your life is just a tad on the cool side. You wear it very well my friend.
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