The Prairie Dogs

It’s been a mostly wet weekend these past few days, and though I spent a good part of them in the older boys room painting and putting in carpet, it was really more the weather to spend in front of the fireplace drinking hot coffee and playing cards. Weather for reclusion not inclusion.

I finished mixing down The Prairie Dogs show I recorded when we played last month at Shakabrah Java. I’ve put one of the songs up right below the notes area so if you want to hear it, feel free to download it. Sometimes this causes me to exceed my data exchange limit (whatever that means) and they shut down my site for an hour. I’m hoping that doesn’t happen but all they’ve done so far is to send me a nasty letter. If it happens to you just come back after a bit and try again.

I don’t think we’ll be releasing the whole recording for public consumption. It turned out ok, but the performance on some of the songs leaves a bit to be desired, so I think I’ll just put a few of the better songs up for now. We’re playing there again on the 14th of December and are planning on recording that performance as well, in the hope of putting some of the songs on our upcoming CD.

Up next, The Prairie Dogs are playing in Seattle at the Rendezvous Jewel Box Theater in Seattle on the 22nd of November, 2002. It’s a great little movie theater/music venue that we played at back on a Thursday night in late August this past year. It seems they liked us so much that this time they’ve agreed to let us play on a Friday. It was a fun show, with The Hunchback Of Notre Dame playing on the big screen behind us the whole time.

Right now the rain is coming down in sheets. The metal window frames that hold out the water are wet with condensation, and the corners of the glass are all fogged up. There’s a stack of paper that I should be going through on one end of my desk, my laptop near the middle and a small clearing, housing a mostly cold cup of coffee over on the far side. Though winter has not yet arrived, you can tell the rain knows it’s only a mater of time until, when holding my hand up near the glass, I can touch the cold, cold wind outside.

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