"Another One Bites"
"Trip Diary,
Summer Party, Gresvik 2009"
Day 3
I could have
slept all day but a little panic had developed at home and Monica needed to talk
to me about it. I tried to go back to sleep but for me that's practically
impossible so I made some tea and began packing so I wouldn't have to do it
later.
Once I was
ready I grabbed my laptop and headed to the only open bar at the riverfront. The
trendy ones had only closed an hour or so before…
I needed to
work on this diary, on the notes for the new CD booklet and a new chapter for
the Russian language version of my book.
I was so happy
to have this day off and the plan was to drink a little white wine, snack a bit
and just generally enjoy being by the water and relaxing.
I was about 20
minutes into this plan when Terje & Hilde introduced themselves! As big fans who
had come to Fredrikstad from Oslo especially for the show, we enjoyed some
pleasant conversation and after about 45 minutes I turned back to my laptop…..
and turned it off!!
I must
remember to pray for Terje.
I know this
should be obvious but it seems not to be.
I think most
musicians know who it is that is paying their bills…. It's the fans. But I am
not sure the fans fully understand either this fact or their overall importance
within the relationship.
If there were
no fans there would be no music and little or no incentive to create, record and
perform it. It's really as simple as that.
If there were
no fans, I would be doing something else, but it wouldn't be all bad because we
wouldn't have record companies trying to tell us what to record and trying to
tell you what to buy and listen to!
Maybe only the
few good ones will survive the current economic crisis??!!
And I saw a
boat with a cool name…. "Legally Blonde" …. And I saw a lot of boats with
not-so-cool names but I liked the idea of being out on the water so, when Petter
and Eric texted me an invitation to go out with a friend, I tried to say no but
eventually gave in and joined them for a 1-hour slow ride in a really nice boat
out to an island where Johnny had a weekend cabin. Around the corner to a small
restaurant and some more delicious seafood, washed down with a decent Chardonnay,
which was beginning to displace my blood supply!
Spontaneous
singing and guitar playing broke out at another table (the only other occupied
one in the place actually) and quickly migrated to our table.
It was a
fun night and an excellent way to end a lazy day.
