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- | Walk up just as pre-show announcements are getting underway. 98 F in the shade, and the plaza in front of the stage is fully lit by the sun ... dang, hope the set turns out as scorching as today' | + | Walk up just as pre-show announcements are getting underway. 98 F in the shade, and the plaza in front of the stage is fully lit by the sun ... dang, hope the set turns out as scorching as today' |
- | <(wip)> | + | Rod calls for a break after an hour, and I take advantage of the chance to jog back to the car for my camera, then over to the beer tent for a fine pilsner. Thank God for cold beer on hot days! I dec,ide to sip my beer in the shade of the street vendors tents, but get caught by surprise when the band starts up again without a warning shout or hullo from the emcee. Dang! I hate it when that happens! |
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+ | Anyways, the center of courthouse plaza has filled up quite a bit since the first set, and there are now lots of folks dancing, as well as anchors like myself pinned to particular listening spots. A couple swirling by knocks into me and sends the last third of my beer flying without so much as a ' | ||
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+ | The band is a bit more amped up this set, no doubt bouyed by the positive feedback from the crowd. Towards the end of the show, Rod does his wireless thing out in the crowd, leading me to the inevitable dilemma: watch the star or watch the band? I waffle, and do a little bit of both. I'm surprised when they cut things off short of an hour, but who knows, maybe they think they' | ||
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+ | Once it's clear that we won't be getting an encore, I grab my stuff and skedaddle for the car, hoping to beat the inevitable rush of cars about to clog the downtown streets. Fortunately, | ||
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+ | It's just a short drive from downtown Redwood City -- no more than a few miles -- but sadly my schedule is out of sync, and I walk in to find that the late act, an up-and-coming country singer, Erica Sunshine, is getting ready to begin her set. Dang! Ambling over to the bar, I find Stacey Erdman | ||
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+ | The high fog cover has brought a welcome chill to the air. Nothing so cool as to require a coat or jacket, and a welcome relief after the heat of the day. After surveying the options, I settle on a traditional choice, a $2 carne asada taco, piled high with shredded cabbage and salsa fresca, topped off with few crumbles of dry queso and a healthy squirt of green jalapeño salsa. Yum! I have just enough ale to wash down fhis creation, and finish both with an increasingly happy tummy and mouth roast-toasting in hot spicy afterburn. Yum yum yum yum yum! | ||
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+ | As I eat my taco, I share a table with a group of folks who happen to be visiting from Pennsylvania. The dad in the group is roughly my age, and we spend awhile chatting about this, that and the other thing: beer, music, places to visit along the west coast, and so on. A good example why it's fun hanging out at places like Devil' | ||
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