Harwell-Grice Band played a standing gig at the Phoebe Needles Center in Calloway, Virginia last night for a wild-game cook-off. We play for those folks every year, and look forward to the warm welcome. If you're into swapping recipes, there's plenty of them, and for fixing
anything imaginable. (and a few critters I don't even
want to imagine fixing)
Old #77-621 is still waiting in line for some frets, so I brought it along last night. That bass is so special... they're
all special, but I have bonded so quickly and firmly with that particular one. I brought a DeArmond Starfire for backup and 3rd set relief for this really long night. Mica has the pickups of my sunburst one out there at the Mothership with her R&D team working on the alpha-set of DeArmond drop-ins. I think this one may end up with some Alembic activators eventually too, but it somehow got a set of Westerly, RI factory pickups put in it. They sound okay... if a little muddy. I sometimes wish it had Bisonics. I sold the green Guild Starfire that had those. Oops.
But I digress... Calloway, Virginia was absolutely beautiful yesterday evening, and the Phoebe Needles Center is a nice venue. That room can be a little hateful to get the sound dialed-in though. Brian had us squared away by two songs in. The band ate first, then played for three hours, taking only one break. I did try the homemade ice cream. I did not try the strange drink in fruit jars that came out later in the evening, but everyone said it was really good. It was hard to understand them later.