Our Country Club Show Leads to Big Dallas Festival

What a day, what a night. We had a great time at the Country Club yesterday, the Club’s festival wound up drawing a few thousand people. We had a parade, bounce houses, free (yes, free) snow cones, sodas, water, and treats for the attendees. Kids were running wild, people were dancing on the veranda, it was a great time.

Who knew the guys could sound so good? Yesterday they sounded amazing, due in part to the sound guy who is a friend of one of our singers. Seems he won a Grammy a few years back for a soundtrack that I won’t name right now to continue to retain some anonymity. The crowd really loved the guys – one of the attendees hired them and signed them on the spot for another, as they laughingly call it, “gig”. So we now see them go from playing small venues, to the Country Club to one much larger, averages about 20 to 30 thousand attendees and is for an excellent charitable cause.

Only part of the day that wasn’t great fun, we all discovered Patrick apparently has a lady complete with new baby. He is new to our group, only have known him for a few weeks, after all. I wondered what was up with him when before the show started, he kept his sunglasses on and kept a distance from me, but now it’s apparent, reasons for his behaviour. It seems she had been away at her Mother’s with the baby, and Patrick has been talking about me, which really was not necessary. What is it with the younger guys and the whole guilt thing? Unfortunately she apparently now plans to hate me, doesn’t want him to have anything to do with me which I can understand from her standpoint. No telling what he’s said to her, nothing has really happened other than we share much in common, had some great laughs.

I approached her and introduced myself and DMan, thinking that would help, but it didn’t work out. Patrick did not help the situation either, moping around, kept looking my direction. Top it off, Patrick, as we were leaving, approached me put his hand on my shoulder and told me he needed to talk later this week. Timing being brilliant, the girlfriend saw us speaking, came scurrying over and made quite a scene. Darling Man and “R.” had to come intercede.

After the show, had a few hours before fireworks were to start, so we made plans to converge on Casa M… the staff ushered us to one of the back private rooms, they know how we are – we had a great little celebration, succeeded in embarrassing our kids, always fun, and we had a great meal. Concerns were made that perhaps a search for another pianist might be in order. I certainly hope not, he’s quite good.

After dinner we piled into SUVs and headed toward the fireworks, “R.” took us to this area which was almost like a mountain; if you live in our area, you know how flat the land is so this was a unique vantage point. We had the fireworks exploding almost right over our heads, in the distance you could see downtown, and four other suburbs’ explosives going off. It was fantastic.

I wondered as I got up this afternoon, what sort of ‘explosives’ my new friend had to deal with, hopefully he’s able to work out the issue at hand.

I might actually post up a video of them later on. Debating on that for the moment.

Some other guys: (certainly I’m predictable)