Here in Phoenix for the three weeks just before Christmas. So what do we do?
Well, there’s the country dance in Rogue River on Tuesday nights; musician crowd’s been a little sparse (which means my lead playing gets noticed more). Sunday nights at the Wild Goose. And practice on Wednesday nights with Screaming Gulch.
I think they’ve finally accepted me as a member of the band. It’s not just me, though, that makes them sound good: there’s a National Steel/dobro player hight Wayne who can really play that’s been sitting in with us, and he’s accepted as a band member, too. The two of us take care of the absence of a lead player. All the band needs to concentrate on is sounding tight—and they mostly do. There’s even an audience starting to show up on Wednesday nights to hear us. (Shades of the Dodson Drifters.)
It does help to play lead guitar at the dance on Tuesday night before practicing with Screaming Gulch on Wednesday night. Keeps me in practice. There aren’t many opportunities to play country lead around here.
“Chipmunks Roasting on an Open Fire” is recorded now, with Dan Doshier on fiddle and harmonica, rhythm guitar by me. Next week, we’ll try “Hey, Little
Chicken.” I did meet a cello player at Dan’s music store, so there may yet be a recording of the “Welcome to Hebo Waltz” with the cello part in it.
And I got invited to play lead on another Soundclick blues collaboration. I am nowhere near as good as the other guys, but it’s nice to be included.
Joe
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