The most important news is that I have found a new hat. Or, rather, it found me. I'd forgotten I'd been looking for a hat, but Jess and I were mooching round some shops and this different hat, on a mannequin, drew me to the hat section. I tried it on and it was ok. But then I saw THE HAT. It apparently makes me look a bit like Sherlock Holmes. Using my powers of creative writing I will try to describe it further: it is like a cap but not really, it just has a... that bit that sticks out that caps have, whatever that is called. And the Sherlock reference is colours not ear flaps. Anyway so I swiftly decided to buy it (normally I hate trying on hats - Nick, you know The Fear) and THEN it was half price so only $7 i.e., what, four fifty? Awesome.
A couple of days ago we (having returned to our good friends Tom and Angela in Beverley near Boston) went to an open mic in Salem at this place called 'In a Pig's Eye'. I was pretty nervous because it was quite a blokey pub, didn't really seem like a 'tell me a story' venue, but the audience listened and applauded and I even got a couple of laughs at bits, so I was pleased. Jess went down really well - they wanted her to come back on at the end and do a couple more songs but we all (T and A came too) needed to get back and go to Bedfordshire.
The next night we went somewhere to do another gig - it'd been recommended to us as a great place to do open mic. Tom and Angela dropped us off and we walked the final way and it'd had to close for the day (maybe more) because of flooding. We now had 2/3 hours to kill before our train back. So we had dinner and then went to Dunkin Donuts. Jess played me her new songs and I read her my new story. THIS COUNTS AS A GIG.
Then last night we went to a poetry slam thing at The Cantab Lounge in Cambridge - v near Harvard. Quite a famous place...apparently. Certainly the standard was really high... Oh dear. Well I was ok - I think they liked it but I felt bad because it was supposed to be only 3 minutes. And I was quite jealous of all the very good people. I was close...closeish. The shoe was on the other foot - with Jess feeling a bit out of place but she got a massive round of applause :)
Tomorrow we're going somewhere else. I believe Woods Hole - Cape Cod way. So we're exiting Boston/Beverley (thanks T and A!!). (Mum - note change to schedule.)
A couple of days ago we (having returned to our good friends Tom and Angela in Beverley near Boston) went to an open mic in Salem at this place called 'In a Pig's Eye'. I was pretty nervous because it was quite a blokey pub, didn't really seem like a 'tell me a story' venue, but the audience listened and applauded and I even got a couple of laughs at bits, so I was pleased. Jess went down really well - they wanted her to come back on at the end and do a couple more songs but we all (T and A came too) needed to get back and go to Bedfordshire.
The next night we went somewhere to do another gig - it'd been recommended to us as a great place to do open mic. Tom and Angela dropped us off and we walked the final way and it'd had to close for the day (maybe more) because of flooding. We now had 2/3 hours to kill before our train back. So we had dinner and then went to Dunkin Donuts. Jess played me her new songs and I read her my new story. THIS COUNTS AS A GIG.
Then last night we went to a poetry slam thing at The Cantab Lounge in Cambridge - v near Harvard. Quite a famous place...apparently. Certainly the standard was really high... Oh dear. Well I was ok - I think they liked it but I felt bad because it was supposed to be only 3 minutes. And I was quite jealous of all the very good people. I was close...closeish. The shoe was on the other foot - with Jess feeling a bit out of place but she got a massive round of applause :)
Tomorrow we're going somewhere else. I believe Woods Hole - Cape Cod way. So we're exiting Boston/Beverley (thanks T and A!!). (Mum - note change to schedule.)
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