The Bouquet

While Art unpacked his equipment, I kept an eye on the unlocked car & his gear in the alley behind The Bouquet, a bar where he had a gig. The headliner canceled at the last minute, so Art said he'd do it 1 week before. He wanted to have some friends play with him, so he invited Louie to play his electronic drum kit, and Louie said they should have this girl sit in and sing on a couple songs ~ Bjork style. They never practiced, and the first time Art met the singer was just before going on stage. Don't the guys in the other group have a cute VW Van?


Others have had time to kill in this alley ~ they entertained themselves by wallpapering an air-conditioner with stickers. Wish I would have had one of our "Mother Trucker" stickers on me that Tom had printed up as a joke and always gives away. I like the way things look when they are close together, like a quilt or mosaic.





Being the wife of a musician, I find myself alone plenty of times in bars or venues. Sometimes friends will join me, but most of the time it's me, myself, & I at the performance. I'm fine with that ~ I always have my camera to keep me company, and I don't mind sitting or dancing by myself, and Art doesn't care when I dance with others ~ I rarely turn down an invitation to dance! Here's a glamorous self-portrait near the toilet. I like brown ~ it's my color.


Art had his DJ turntables to spin & scratch records including "Beats & Breaks" and some of his original music ("Rocket Up" on myspace). He had a bunch of his equipment there including synthesizers and mixers, while Louie kicked mad beats. It was contagious dance music and people couldn't help but move.

It was awesome to have some dancers to watch! The girls' conversation earlier that night went something like this, "wear jeans with black shoes & a black short sleeved shirt. oh, and don't forget the watch & black belt." Oh, and I know we're a little behind the times, but check out James Dean there ~ he was wearing 501 jeans rolled up at the bottom with old fashioned paten leather shoes & a plain white T-shirt. His hair was slicked back just like John Travolta's in Grease. Oh, and you can see Art above just above the "blond-twin-dancer-girl".