Gig report: Capitol Canyon Club, Prescott AZ 6/9

This was a garden party for residents of a golf-centered development for rich people, on an oval greensward below the club building. The singer booked the gig with a pickup sax/flute quartet, including my longtime main man on drums.

Aside from the usual instant song-structure adjustments for wherever the singer thought she was supposed to come in, the gig went well enough, playing standards from her creaky charts in odd keys. We did have to move around some because the house insisted we set up where the sun would come around the trees. I hadn't played with the pianist or reed man before, but everyone kept ears open and we had a pretty good time.

On break, one of the drummer's students took a taste of the snare skin. This kid's composing his own complex drum rudiments already.



Gear: ES-9 with Gage copperhead, Little Mark II, EA Wizzy 12 on high stand

4-7pm, gorgeous weather for audience of 40-60, $100/man with a few bucks in tips. (I know, it coulda been twice that if the singer knew how to price.)

 

I wish. But when it's someone new to the game, and even so they have their own unique ideas about how they need to express themselves, and they still believe that they've been hired to massage people's souls with that expression, well, the stakes rise and there can be complications. Best be prepared.