it was a work night after all. work being accompanying our new-ish marketing girl to represent BR at the Outpost for Earth Hour. a bike ride had been organized and we were a minor sponsor, there to see what was going on and see how people reacted to our new product.
wowzashit. i don't know what i was imagining the turn out to be. the parking lot was full of bikers and bicycles. and when i stepped out onto the street, it was lined with more! the count was 780 registered participants and 30+ marshals. i caught the start on video too!
and then it turned out, it was ska night at the outpost. facebook had told me this earlier, but such bits of info seem to pass me by easily since LP came along.
and then i saw Marla of Island Joe. and i asked if she was singing. she said she wasn't sure (i learned later that only Dindo was schedule to sing, since Marla was supposed to fly out of town, except she missed her flight).
not sure became why not, as i heard her on the microphone with dindo and the rest of island joe. my "going home around 10:30pm" became "maybe after midnight" in my text to BBB who was home minding LP.
ska ska ska! i will not go at length about island joe's performance here.
ok, i will. as usual, Marla and Dindo's singing were unbelievable and the musicians were tight. the only thing wrong with the picture was that Japan-based cleofas who's part of their horn section was in the crowd and not onstage, and i told him so.
the outpost's wooden floor was absolutely vibrating, people were seriously dancing and singing along and having fun, and the aircon died. and i lost my voice. it was seriously ike being in a sauna. i don't remember the last time i was out dancing and singing like that. certainly before LP came along.
i decided to sit out the next set, which was Who's Next, also fronted by dindo (how he does it, i have no idea). also absolutely excellent and worth staying out for.
i did lose the stress spot i had in my back. brought about by LP's new whining thing. but that is for another post.
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