In my previous blog, Analog vs Digital, I talked about my undying love for old analog consoles and how, after I spent the summer sinking my teeth into the Midas Pro6, it created internal conflict of deciding which console to take on an upcoming European tour. I almost chose digital, just for the sake of making it easier (load ins/outs and space issues) but in the end, went with the tried and true Midas Heritage 3000. (more…)
10/2/03
Djibouti- ick..
It’s very dirty here, like a giant garbage dump. Lots of homeless living in shanties, on sidewalks, under makeshift roofs made from strung sheets and blankets. The streets are lined with trash and sewage and who knows what else. Herds of goats are scattered about having a buffet. The few modern roads are virtually useless, as the handful of locals with cars drive very badly. Those without cars crowd the roads and streets since the sidewalks are covered in garbage and the homeless. (more…)
Oh, digital console, how do I dislike you? Let me count the ways.
I’m an old-school analog girl, always have been. I prefer real books to a kindle, an old-fashioned land line to my cell, Vinyl to MP3s, and a good old half-ton analog sound console over a carry under my arm digital board any day. Oh, and I still use my ears to tune the PA rather than a computer. (more…)
May 19-20th
Went through customs/immigration four times in the last 24 hours going into and back out of Croatia. There was no problem going into Croatia, it was going from Austria into Slovenia to get to Croatia and back again. What a hassle- held up at the Slovenian border for 3 hours while they sorted over all the paperwork when all we wanted to do was drive through the country to get to Croatia. After all that they wouldn’t let our resident Jamaican into the country so she had to take a cab back to a hotel in Austria and wait for us to come back the next morning.
Part 1: It’s not all about the gig
Naples, Italy- there’s the sea and the mountains and the greenery and the food. Dinner began with prosciutto, parma ham, fresh mozzarella, followed by squid with garlic and olive oil, then roasted peppers, zucchini, eggplant, all delicious (well I didn’t actually eat the squid, but everything else). Next came huge bowls of pasta, linguine vongole, or Pomodoro and that was just the main course. The second course was meat, fish, or chicken, which I didn’t stay for because I was stuffed.
The second day in Italy, it’s all about the food. The hospitality and the food here could make you cry, unbelievable. Florence, dinner began with ziti in Pomodoro sauce, Tuscan bread salad then steamed vegetables, roasted peppers, zucchini, eggplant, roasted potatoes with rosemary, tray after tray of food kept coming out of the kitchen all cooked by Anna, your typical Italian grandmother, and let me tell you there would be hell to pay if you did not “mangia”, after the roasted peppers came roasted turkey, then spinach quiche. Dessert was a delicious custardy creation served with espresso. I’ve got to come here for a month to learn how to cook, or maybe just to eat