buffalo = the size of a goddamn postage stamp I swear

[dragonlady7]

So we went to Percy's store's grand opening. Scooter store. Guy Z bought his Stella from. Nice fella. Scooter scene's fun, we've hung out before, so there were sure to be people we know.

We're driving by, to go and park, and Z hits me in the arm. "It's him!"
"What?"
"It's that guy!"
"What guy?"
We're walking towards the place now so Z can't just blurt out who, so I'm hissing at him, trying to get him to explain himself, and he's gesticulating in emphatic silence, and I round the corner, and it's...

David Moore from Jackdaw.
The bagpiper.

He's the roommate of Percy's girlfriend Holly.
He designed the logo for the store's sign.
He bought his Lambretta from Percy.
I recognized him from the feature piece Z's newspaper did on him a couple weeks back.

"You play bagpipes, don't you," I said to him. Holly, standing next to him, went bug-eyed.
"YOU!" she said. "YOU'RE Dragonlady!"

Well, shit.

He's a great guy. We had a very long excellent conversation. I had to ask him how he found my blog.
"Every week or so I go on Yahoo and search to see if there are any reviews or anything," he said.
Who knew? The Internet is a small town too.
He said he'd email next time they're playing the Swannie House. "You have to see us live," he said. I asked him about the CD of theirs I'd been listening to, and he said most of the tracks on it were bootlegs that fans had sent them, and they'd released it because there was demand. People like to listen "because it reminds them of the shows," he said. But they're not really... no, not particularly a good introduction to the band.
Although, he said, it's not uncommon for people to not like the band the first time they hear it.

And then we talked about Irish music and step-dancing and seisuns and the like, and scooters as well, and determined that the rumors of his being a very nice guy were, in fact, true, and I felt more like a heel for having written something bad, but then, this is a blog and I am determined that I am responsible in what I say, and so there you have it, Kathleen: this is why the Gazette's reviewers don't write snarky music reviews. Because it's just not nice. Although I really don't think I said anything unkind or irresponsible-- I did make clear that it was my opinion, and... I can hem and haw all I want, but the fact remains that, well, I was impatient and unpleasant, and I'm lucky he was a sport about it and said something instead of just linking to me from the band's extremely active forum and opening me up to the fan hounds. Because he certainly could have and I would have deserved it.

So I've got to hie me down to the First Ward next time they're playing the Swannie House. And I probably owe the whole band a drink at this point. If they're as good as he says they are, I surely do. I'll bring my pocketbook, and my camera.

Comments

[kkatowll.livejournal.com]

Well, maybe...but all of us here are USED to being mean to people. I write about how thousands of people are screaming for X politican to resign, and then I happily call up x pilitician and expect him to act like a decent human being about it -- at least, to me. Maybe it'd be different if *i* was the one screaming for him to resign, but usually they treat me as if I were anyhow, so I doubt it would make a difference. But maybe the reviewers are more afraid of the angry response from the artists. Ah well. Glad he didn't maul you in the street. :)

[dragonlady7.livejournal.com]

He could've tried to run me over with his scooter, but the damn thing doesn't work, so I was saved.
I thought his roommate was gonna, though. Her scooter runs fine.