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Tuesday, February 17th 2004
9:13 PMJACKSONVILLE FL.
TRAVEL DAY
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Woke at seven a.m. Took a taxi with Muriel and
Antoine, St Martin Belleville to Geneva Airport.
Horrible Goodbyes. Swiss Air to New York. Delta
Airlines to Jacksonville. Nirvana, Sam Cooke, Mystic,
Let It Be Naked and Abdullah Ibrahim on my CD
player.No sign of any of my crew at the hotel. I’m
whacked.
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WEDS 18TH FEB. FLORIDA THEATRE JACKSONVILLE FL.
TRAVEL: BAND: CREW: LOCAL ONLY AFTER SHOW DRIVE TO
CLEARWATER 195MLS.
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VENUE: FLORIDA THEATRE
128 E. FORSYTHE ST.
JACKSONVILLE FL. 32202
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I accidentally left my CD player, and CD’s at the
baggage claim of Jacksonville airport. This doesn’t
bode well. I hare loosing things. I call Delta a
couple of times, and they sound very helpful, though I
have the feeling that nothing will be recovered of
this. I’ve had this CD player 2 years, so I feel bad,
and angry with myself. African Dawn was good company
too. I wish I could recall the order of the set we
actually performed tonight. The ‘set’ is never in fact
the same as the set list E.C. writes out and Milo
(that’s our stage manager) tapes to my piano. This is
one of the exciting aspects of performing with E.C.,
you are never going to follow a list. He has so many
great compositions up his sleeve, and he takes the
risk to follow his heart and go where the mood takes
him. (At times, I’m sure, the reaction of the audience
tempts him to make certain choices). Tonight E.C. took
many detours from the list, and every surprise was a
good one. If anyone has a set list of tonights show,
I’d love them to post it here. Would be interesting to
compare it with the ‘abandoned’ list:
ACCIDENTS/45 ROCKING HORSE ROAD/BRILLIANT MISTAKE
LONG HONEYMOON
SHOT WITH HIS OWN GUN
THIS HOUSE IS EMPTY NOW
YOU LEFT ME IN THE DARK
SOMEONE TOOK THE WORDS AWAY
TOLEDO/NO WONDERHOME TRUTH
YOU TURNED TO ME
FALLEN
GOD’S COMIC/THIS IS HELL
EITHER SIDE OF THE SAME TOWN
INDOOR FIRWORKS/SWEET DREAMS
MAN OUT OF TIME/DEEP DARK TRUTHFUL MIRROR
PEACE LOVE AND UNDERSTANDING
SHIPBUILDING/SLEEP OF THE JUST
WHEN IT SINGS
STILL
GOD GIVE ME STRENGTH
INCH BY INCH/ALMOST BLUE
LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT HER/I’M THE MOOD AGAIN
I STILL HAVE THAT OTHER GIRL
COULDN’T CALL IT UNEXPECTED
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THRS 19TH FEB.
RUTH ECKARD HALL CLEARWATER FL. TRAVEL: BAND: CREW:
DRIVE TO CLEARWATER DRIVE TO TAMPA 195MLS 41 MLS.
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VENUE: RUTH ECARD HALL
1111 McMULLEN BOOTH RD.
CLEARWATER FL.
34619
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My two children were born in St Petersburg Florida. My
son Jackson is here, so I spent most of the day with
him re-visiting old haunts. Nostalgia is a strange
mixture. Lunch down-town at the Coney Island Hot Dog.
Photo of this legendary Americana will be added to the
personal photograph album asap. I’m actually feeling
pain typing this, which may indicate the force that
attacked the Steinway tonight. The piano just didn’t
respond enough, and had to be beaten into submission.
My fingers are sore as hell. Notice, there are four
shows in a row, a situation that we try to avoid,
mainly to protect E.C’s voice. On stage the same list
was successfully abandoned again tonight. Girl’s talk
was extremely enjoyable to play, followed by Mystery
Dance. After the Jacksonville show, instead of
following the road book and staying in town, we hit
the road, and drove in the night. Road works along the
freeway slowed our journey, (seems American laborers
are OK to work in the night under arc lamps, could be
a Florida thing, with the hot sun in the day?? I’ve
seen it often in Japan). We watched the Buddy Holly
story, and I feel something of that spirit came
tumbling out during this unexpected moment. There were
other moments I thoroughly enjoyed, but I cannot go
through them all. A strange thing happened during When
it Sings. When we perform as a duo, there is a
communication that I cannot explain, that mysteriously
informs me when I should slow down, or play softer, or
play more intense, or whatever. I had the sure feeling
that E.C. was making a pause, and so I held back, but
it was not the case. E.C. was suspended in mid
sentence, he was actually waiting for me. It was a
protracted freeze frame that only a grimace from E.C.
snapped me out of. Sometimes you need to mark your
score “Keep going regardless, do not think about
‘accompanying’. Lead on.” Other weird moments. My
synthesizer was set to ‘Farfisa’, when I was expecting
‘subtle analog strings’. The LCD is so small it only
displays a three digit number, another thing to watch
your step about. Oh yes, copies of Windows arrived
today. So post office tomorrow. That’ll keep me out of
the sun.
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And then this note ( as a comment to above) -
Posted by webmaster nieve:
this journal isn't working properly, so excuse me. Too tired to reprogram it, but will try later.
Thursday, February 19th 2004 @ 11:47 PM
Steve's journalling again!
Wow, that was actually coherent, interesting, and easily understanable! (Though why is it that these things never have paragraph breaks? Sort of like reading the original LP lyric sheet to "Imperial Bedroom"...)
I take it back, Steve might be a word guy too. Annoying how all the talent gets distributed into too few bodies.
I take it back, Steve might be a word guy too. Annoying how all the talent gets distributed into too few bodies.
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Steve Nieve wrote in his `net journal last
week -
THRS 19TH FEB.
RUTH ECKARD HALL CLEARWATER FL. TRAVEL: BAND: CREW:
DRIVE TO CLEARWATER DRIVE TO TAMPA 195MLS 41 MLS.
........Oh yes, copies of Windows arrived
today. So post office tomorrow. That’ll keep me out of
the sun.
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....and so it did ; this morning the postman
delivered a copy of his disc to Foyle Mansions , here
in Dublin , Ireland. In a Global Priority Mail packet
, the $5 of stamps franked MOWU Tampa , Fl , Feb.21 ,
the customs tag signed `Steve Nieve` ( `Gift` ticked ,
that standard means of avoiding sales tax) , my name
and address in the same handwriting , a Los Angeles
address in the `From` section - really , Steve makes
the perfect sales assistant!
After one listen the tracks make quiet ,
contemplative listening. The album`s basic concept (
music inspired by what a travelling musician mainly
sees - the view from a window ) shows in the
accasional use of sound effects. On the sleeve Steve
claims it is all his own work. His journal for last
summer`s tour mentioned recording stuff in fields and
sea-shores around the U.S. and Canada - I imagine
that`s the source for the sound effects.
`Windows 3 (Declan`s Window)` is , I daresay ,
inspired by a view from Elvis Costello`s room
somewhere. It seem`s to feature a wind instrument , an
alto-sax, maybe? However , since this is Steve`s work
I imagine it may be that Melodia thing he`s being
playing on the concert stage lately.
I will listen to this more closely at
home this evening. However it has already played back
rather aptly. As I listened to it in my shop this
morning on one of the later tracks what sounds like a
mobile phone ring coincided with an identical ringing
of a phone belonging to someone walking by the shop`s
open door. Then , sublimely , the track faded to solo
piano , the normally busy road outside emptied , all
was quiet and all I could hear was that piano....just
perfect!
John , in rainy , cold Dublin , wishing
he was in Nashville.
Steve Nieve wrote in his `net journal last
week -
THRS 19TH FEB.
RUTH ECKARD HALL CLEARWATER FL. TRAVEL: BAND: CREW:
DRIVE TO CLEARWATER DRIVE TO TAMPA 195MLS 41 MLS.
........Oh yes, copies of Windows arrived
today. So post office tomorrow. That’ll keep me out of
the sun.
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....and so it did ; this morning the postman
delivered a copy of his disc to Foyle Mansions , here
in Dublin , Ireland. In a Global Priority Mail packet
, the $5 of stamps franked MOWU Tampa , Fl , Feb.21 ,
the customs tag signed `Steve Nieve` ( `Gift` ticked ,
that standard means of avoiding sales tax) , my name
and address in the same handwriting , a Los Angeles
address in the `From` section - really , Steve makes
the perfect sales assistant!
After one listen the tracks make quiet ,
contemplative listening. The album`s basic concept (
music inspired by what a travelling musician mainly
sees - the view from a window ) shows in the
accasional use of sound effects. On the sleeve Steve
claims it is all his own work. His journal for last
summer`s tour mentioned recording stuff in fields and
sea-shores around the U.S. and Canada - I imagine
that`s the source for the sound effects.
`Windows 3 (Declan`s Window)` is , I daresay ,
inspired by a view from Elvis Costello`s room
somewhere. It seem`s to feature a wind instrument , an
alto-sax, maybe? However , since this is Steve`s work
I imagine it may be that Melodia thing he`s being
playing on the concert stage lately.
I will listen to this more closely at
home this evening. However it has already played back
rather aptly. As I listened to it in my shop this
morning on one of the later tracks what sounds like a
mobile phone ring coincided with an identical ringing
of a phone belonging to someone walking by the shop`s
open door. Then , sublimely , the track faded to solo
piano , the normally busy road outside emptied , all
was quiet and all I could hear was that piano....just
perfect!
John , in rainy , cold Dublin , wishing
he was in Nashville.
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FRI 20TH FEB. TAMPA BAY PERFORMING ARTS CENTRE TAMPA.FL.
Music:
Johnny Cash/ Unchained
TRAVEL: BAND: CREW: AFTER SHOW LOCAL ONLY DRIVE TO BOCA RATON 261 MLS. --------------------------------------------------- VENUE: TAMPA BAY PERFORMING ARTS CENTRE 1010 NORTH MACINNES PL, TAMPA FL. 33602 --------------------------------------------------- We visited the AAA in St, Petersburg to get a quote for auto insurance. Jackson passed his driving license here in the States, a few weeks ago. He’d love to be mobile, but young men under 25 are in the worst bracket. The triple A is great, and one day when he gets driving his own car, I know he’ll want to join up. We also dropped by the main post office to get supplies for the “Windows” mail out. Our hotel is infested with marksmen, from our window they are clearly visible prowling the roof. The Vice President is here giving a speech at an afternoon reception. The atmosphere reminds me of the hotel we stayed in New York at the moment of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, and the Iraq Conflict. There was a United Nations meeting and the delegates were all guests of our hotel. Three armed security guards in each elevator, one sitting outside each elevator door, on all 48 floors. I.D. checks every turn of the corridor. Why in addition to all the inconvenience, do these people have to be so rude and as they say in these parts, macho? Today, two marksmen opposite our window, they see Jackson and myself looking out over their territory. We’re not dressed at all like regular Floridians, black overcoats for one thing. For a minute they are paying more attention to us than the banquet in the grounds below. The audience are very responsive, and it’s the slower, softer songs that get the warmest response, so something has changed around here. My memory of playing the southernmost state, is young people, spaced out on smoking weed, and drinking Budweiser or Rolling Rock with their entire faces painted in bright primary colors. And yes wasn’t our first Tampa Bay gig at the Jai Alai Stadium? One guy, obviously drunk, though missing the grease paint, misunderstanding E.C.’s wonderful improvised scat about the tightened hotel security, and pre election machinations, treads a noisy exit, but is quickly drowned out by the overwhelming appreciation of tonight’s An old St. Pete friend, Gator Dave, his wife Robin, and her sister April were my guests. Back-stage Gator Dave let the cat out of the bag to Milo, about my birthday tomorrow. Now I was trying to keep that a secret. One or so in the morning, Jackson and I sped the hired car over to Tampa airport to the 24 on 7 post office, and out went the first shipment of windows. Thanks Jackson, I couldn’t have done that without all your help. SAT 21ST FEB. MIZNER AMPHITHEATRE BOCA RATON FL. TRAVEL: BAND: CREW: DRIVE TO BOCA RATON DRIVE TO NASHVILLE 261 MLS. NASHVILLE 878 MLS. --------------------------------------------------- VENUE: MIZNER AMPHITHEATRE 590 PLAZA REAL BOCA RATON FL 33432 Our bus driver kindly offered to drop Jackson in St. Pete on his way up to Nashville, Sunday, which meant he could tag along to Boca Raton. Thanks Ron. On the drive E.C. played some DVD’s of T.V. shows from the sixties. Sam and Dave, a lot of Blues artists, Etta James. A show called “The Beat”. Some Ed Sullivan Shows. Wonderful to watch. We are staying in an extraordinary piece of American Architecture, the Boca Raton Beach Club and Resort. I wonder if it’s the same architect that built the Nationale in Havana? Same interior features, I’m sure. Without me knowing it, Muriel had prompted everyone about the significance of Feb 21. There was a birthday cake in my dressing room and a birthday card from all the team. We were playing outdoors, but the crowd made us feel we were inside a cosy theatre. After the first couple of songs E.C. leaned into the mic and before I knew what was happening the audience were singing, in beautiful harmonies, Happy Birthday. It was a swell thing. Jackson met a school friend somewhere in the audience, now that tells you what a small world this is. After the show we shared a glass in the ‘cloistered’ courtyard of the hotel. A relaxing close to the day. --------------------------------------------------- SUN 22ND FEB. FLY TO NASHVILLE TN. TRAVEL: BAND: CREW: FLY TO NASHVILLE DRIVING TO NASHVILLE --------------------------------------------------- Horrible Goodbye at the airport, but it’s a good thing to think of Jackson pulling up to his grandma’s house in that huge tour bus, later today. Long day of air travel. E.C. invited us out to a Japanese restaurant in the evening. Another soft shell crab experience, great. --------------------------------------------------- MON 23RD FEB. NASHVILLE TN. REHEARSE WITH THE BRODSKY,S TRAVEL: BAND: CREW: LOCAL ONLY --------------------------------------------------- VENUE: AT THE RYMAN TIME T.B.A (EARLY EVENING) Seems that bus driver Ron misunderstood the situation. He was supposed to collect the Brodsky Quartet in Montgomery Alabama and drive them to Nashville in time for our rehearsal. Instead, he had in mind to get them here in time for the gig tomorrow. The big silver bus is now in a mad dash to meet the schedule, the Brodsky’s are waiting outside their hotel, telephoning to know what happened. Our rehearsal is re-scheduled for late evening. I visited the Nashville downtown. Everything has a for-sale sign on it. Things are looking depressed, tourism is dramatically down around here. That’s not a good thing. I visited the Hatch Show Print Works on Broadway. They do all the cool looking posters for the Ryman Theatre. They created a famous poster for Elvis Presley, playing at the Florida Theatre, Jacksonville, early in his career. Visit the web site: http://www.hatchshowprint.com After the rehearsal E.C., the Brods, and myself have a good moment of banter in the hotel bar. TUES 24TH FEB.RYMAN AUDITORIUM NASHVILLE TN. TRAVEL: BAND: CREW: LOCAL ONLY AFTER SHOW DRIVE TO NEW YORK 903 MLS. --------------------------------------------------- VENUE: RYMAN AUDITORIUM 116 FIFTH AVE. NORTH NASHVILLE TN. 37219 --------------------------------------------------- I took a short walk over to the Baptist Hospital complex. They have a gymn and a swimming club, open to guests of our hotel. I had the pool all to myself, a long lap pool. Also a very efficient whirlpool, hot and turbulent, which relaxed me so much that I slept off most of the afternoon, waking in time for the soundcheck. The Ryman is the legendary home of the Grand Ole Opry. So many performers have graced these planks, there’s always an air of occasion when you get to play a place like this. The audience sit on church pews, I believe this was originally a mission house, turned theatre, and the acoustics are wonderful. The set, like the last time here, was around two hours in length, yet there were only a handful of songs that we played here last time. That’s amazing. The Brodsky Quartet played with great fire and energy, adding warmth to the North songs. Real Emotional Girl, the Randy Newman song, received their classical touch. E.C. and I performed Heart Shaped Bruise. During the God’s Comic scat, E.C. slammed the President for his decision to ban same sex ‘marriages’ in America. The audience clearly felt the same way. “What’s wrong with people expressing their love for each other”? E.C. was sporting some very pointed and shining silver boots, that didn’t escape one cowboy’s notice in the audience. In between songs this chap was shouting and hollering something about them boots. The atmosphere in the hall was a finely tuned balance between honky tonk and recital hall. A drum-less Pump It Up tipped that equilibrium and the gals took to their dancing feet. After the show, Emmy Lou Harris came back stage with her mum, and family. I also met up with Dave Jacques, double bass and tuba player with John Prine. I left the theatre feeling a strong high from the music and the folks there. The poster for the show, printed by the Hatch Print Company, rolled under my arm.
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FRI 20TH FEB. TAMPA BAY PERFORMING ARTS CENTRE TAMPA.FL.
Music:
Johnny Cash/ Unchained
TRAVEL: BAND: CREW: AFTER SHOW LOCAL ONLY DRIVE TO BOCA RATON 261 MLS. --------------------------------------------------- VENUE: TAMPA BAY PERFORMING ARTS CENTRE 1010 NORTH MACINNES PL, TAMPA FL. 33602 --------------------------------------------------- We visited the AAA in St, Petersburg to get a quote for auto insurance. Jackson passed his driving license here in the States, a few weeks ago. He’d love to be mobile, but young men under 25 are in the worst bracket. The triple A is great, and one day when he gets driving his own car, I know he’ll want to join up. We also dropped by the main post office to get supplies for the “Windows” mail out. Our hotel is infested with marksmen, from our window they are clearly visible prowling the roof. The Vice President is here giving a speech at an afternoon reception. The atmosphere reminds me of the hotel we stayed in New York at the moment of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, and the Iraq Conflict. There was a United Nations meeting and the delegates were all guests of our hotel. Three armed security guards in each elevator, one sitting outside each elevator door, on all 48 floors. I.D. checks every turn of the corridor. Why in addition to all the inconvenience, do these people have to be so rude and as they say in these parts, macho? Today, two marksmen opposite our window, they see Jackson and myself looking out over their territory. We’re not dressed at all like regular Floridians, black overcoats for one thing. For a minute they are paying more attention to us than the banquet in the grounds below. The audience are very responsive, and it’s the slower, softer songs that get the warmest response, so something has changed around here. My memory of playing the southernmost state, is young people, spaced out on smoking weed, and drinking Budweiser or Rolling Rock with their entire faces painted in bright primary colors. And yes wasn’t our first Tampa Bay gig at the Jai Alai Stadium? One guy, obviously drunk, though missing the grease paint, misunderstanding E.C.’s wonderful improvised scat about the tightened hotel security, and pre election machinations, treads a noisy exit, but is quickly drowned out by the overwhelming appreciation of tonight’s An old St. Pete friend, Gator Dave, his wife Robin, and her sister April were my guests. Back-stage Gator Dave let the cat out of the bag to Milo, about my birthday tomorrow. Now I was trying to keep that a secret. One or so in the morning, Jackson and I sped the hired car over to Tampa airport to the 24 on 7 post office, and out went the first shipment of windows. Thanks Jackson, I couldn’t have done that without all your help. SAT 21ST FEB. MIZNER AMPHITHEATRE BOCA RATON FL. TRAVEL: BAND: CREW: DRIVE TO BOCA RATON DRIVE TO NASHVILLE 261 MLS. NASHVILLE 878 MLS. --------------------------------------------------- VENUE: MIZNER AMPHITHEATRE 590 PLAZA REAL BOCA RATON FL 33432 Our bus driver kindly offered to drop Jackson in St. Pete on his way up to Nashville, Sunday, which meant he could tag along to Boca Raton. Thanks Ron. On the drive E.C. played some DVD’s of T.V. shows from the sixties. Sam and Dave, a lot of Blues artists, Etta James. A show called “The Beat”. Some Ed Sullivan Shows. Wonderful to watch. We are staying in an extraordinary piece of American Architecture, the Boca Raton Beach Club and Resort. I wonder if it’s the same architect that built the Nationale in Havana? Same interior features, I’m sure. Without me knowing it, Muriel had prompted everyone about the significance of Feb 21. There was a birthday cake in my dressing room and a birthday card from all the team. We were playing outdoors, but the crowd made us feel we were inside a cosy theatre. After the first couple of songs E.C. leaned into the mic and before I knew what was happening the audience were singing, in beautiful harmonies, Happy Birthday. It was a swell thing. Jackson met a school friend somewhere in the audience, now that tells you what a small world this is. After the show we shared a glass in the ‘cloistered’ courtyard of the hotel. A relaxing close to the day. --------------------------------------------------- SUN 22ND FEB. FLY TO NASHVILLE TN. TRAVEL: BAND: CREW: FLY TO NASHVILLE DRIVING TO NASHVILLE --------------------------------------------------- Horrible Goodbye at the airport, but it’s a good thing to think of Jackson pulling up to his grandma’s house in that huge tour bus, later today. Long day of air travel. E.C. invited us out to a Japanese restaurant in the evening. Another soft shell crab experience, great. --------------------------------------------------- MON 23RD FEB. NASHVILLE TN. REHEARSE WITH THE BRODSKY,S TRAVEL: BAND: CREW: LOCAL ONLY --------------------------------------------------- VENUE: AT THE RYMAN TIME T.B.A (EARLY EVENING) Seems that bus driver Ron misunderstood the situation. He was supposed to collect the Brodsky Quartet in Montgomery Alabama and drive them to Nashville in time for our rehearsal. Instead, he had in mind to get them here in time for the gig tomorrow. The big silver bus is now in a mad dash to meet the schedule, the Brodsky’s are waiting outside their hotel, telephoning to know what happened. Our rehearsal is re-scheduled for late evening. I visited the Nashville downtown. Everything has a for-sale sign on it. Things are looking depressed, tourism is dramatically down around here. That’s not a good thing. I visited the Hatch Show Print Works on Broadway. They do all the cool looking posters for the Ryman Theatre. They created a famous poster for Elvis Presley, playing at the Florida Theatre, Jacksonville, early in his career. Visit the web site: http://www.hatchshowprint.com After the rehearsal E.C., the Brods, and myself have a good moment of banter in the hotel bar. TUES 24TH FEB.RYMAN AUDITORIUM NASHVILLE TN. TRAVEL: BAND: CREW: LOCAL ONLY AFTER SHOW DRIVE TO NEW YORK 903 MLS. --------------------------------------------------- VENUE: RYMAN AUDITORIUM 116 FIFTH AVE. NORTH NASHVILLE TN. 37219 --------------------------------------------------- I took a short walk over to the Baptist Hospital complex. They have a gymn and a swimming club, open to guests of our hotel. I had the pool all to myself, a long lap pool. Also a very efficient whirlpool, hot and turbulent, which relaxed me so much that I slept off most of the afternoon, waking in time for the soundcheck. The Ryman is the legendary home of the Grand Ole Opry. So many performers have graced these planks, there’s always an air of occasion when you get to play a place like this. The audience sit on church pews, I believe this was originally a mission house, turned theatre, and the acoustics are wonderful. The set, like the last time here, was around two hours in length, yet there were only a handful of songs that we played here last time. That’s amazing. The Brodsky Quartet played with great fire and energy, adding warmth to the North songs. Real Emotional Girl, the Randy Newman song, received their classical touch. E.C. and I performed Heart Shaped Bruise. During the God’s Comic scat, E.C. slammed the President for his decision to ban same sex ‘marriages’ in America. The audience clearly felt the same way. “What’s wrong with people expressing their love for each other”? E.C. was sporting some very pointed and shining silver boots, that didn’t escape one cowboy’s notice in the audience. In between songs this chap was shouting and hollering something about them boots. The atmosphere in the hall was a finely tuned balance between honky tonk and recital hall. A drum-less Pump It Up tipped that equilibrium and the gals took to their dancing feet. After the show, Emmy Lou Harris came back stage with her mum, and family. I also met up with Dave Jacques, double bass and tuba player with John Prine. I left the theatre feeling a strong high from the music and the folks there. The poster for the show, printed by the Hatch Print Company, rolled under my arm.
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Hey Spooky - how come Steve didn't mention about the photos you took?
Also, from Steve's comments it looks like they decided to play Heart Shaped Bruise. Maybe this was a late decision by Elvis to play this instead of Sleep of the Just as Emmylou Harris was in attendance.
And what were Elvis' cowboy boots like?
Also, from Steve's comments it looks like they decided to play Heart Shaped Bruise. Maybe this was a late decision by Elvis to play this instead of Sleep of the Just as Emmylou Harris was in attendance.
And what were Elvis' cowboy boots like?
Who’s this kid with his mumbo jumbo?
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VG: The boots were pointy, and, to answer Mug's question in the other thread, quite long. 
You couldn't really tell they were boots though unless you looked closely.
I don't know why Steve didn't mention the pics. I probably irritated the crap out of him by flashing the camera in his face anyhow.
And I had accidentally left out Heart Shaped Bruise. I have amended my set list to add it.
You couldn't really tell they were boots though unless you looked closely.I don't know why Steve didn't mention the pics. I probably irritated the crap out of him by flashing the camera in his face anyhow.
And I had accidentally left out Heart Shaped Bruise. I have amended my set list to add it.
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Boots and Gay Marriage :-)
Were they the alligator boots? Dark Green, pointy tips alligator print?? He wore those last time, so I'm guessing yes, but he wore that gorgeous blue dot tie!
Yay for Elvis standing up for same sex unions. I think it's a shame when Britney Spears can get married and totally desecrate the meaning of a wedding and then people that have been together forever can't even legalize their union in order to solidfy benefits and property rights. People that say that gay people should just live together don't understand.
Oh well, sorry to get so political on you all It is just getting to the point of being ridiculous when I know so many committed couples that ar gay and make their homes together can't get married but any jack and jill can. Too bad you can't force people that get married to stay married (of course I'd never wish a bad marriage, like things you never thought would happen to you, on anyone, but at least people might think twice before going through the whole process of marriage and then the difficult parts of divorce...especially those people I know who had a terrible divorce even when they thought they were still friends with their ex).
Jill
Yay for Elvis standing up for same sex unions. I think it's a shame when Britney Spears can get married and totally desecrate the meaning of a wedding and then people that have been together forever can't even legalize their union in order to solidfy benefits and property rights. People that say that gay people should just live together don't understand.
Oh well, sorry to get so political on you all
It is just getting to the point of being ridiculous when I know so many committed couples that ar gay and make their homes together can't get married but any jack and jill can. Too bad you can't force people that get married to stay married (of course I'd never wish a bad marriage, like things you never thought would happen to you, on anyone, but at least people might think twice before going through the whole process of marriage and then the difficult parts of divorce...especially those people I know who had a terrible divorce even when they thought they were still friends with their ex).Jill
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We rather enjoyed listening to Elvis's ranting at the Ryman. It's still nice to see "pissed off Elvis" occasionally. I don't want to think that Diana has totally pussyed him. He was in great form when he said all that, and I know that he said the same thing in other cities at other shows, but I can vouch that it was well received at the Ryman.
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-Friday, March 19th 2004
4:59 AM Home in Paris
Yes the tour is over, and I am happy to be home in Paris once again, though only for a few days. But where is the rest of the tour journal, I hear you asking yourself? It is posted on the front page of this journal section as a PDF file, and so you can access it like that. There is no password to access this file. The main web journal page shall continue to be updated, from time to time, whenever something interesting and journal worthy takes place. Thanks for reading, and hope you keep comming back to the site..
http://www.stevenieve.com/Northjournal.pdf
-Friday, March 19th 2004
4:59 AM Home in Paris
Yes the tour is over, and I am happy to be home in Paris once again, though only for a few days. But where is the rest of the tour journal, I hear you asking yourself? It is posted on the front page of this journal section as a PDF file, and so you can access it like that. There is no password to access this file. The main web journal page shall continue to be updated, from time to time, whenever something interesting and journal worthy takes place. Thanks for reading, and hope you keep comming back to the site..
http://www.stevenieve.com/Northjournal.pdf
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