Friday night is a great crowd. People are dancing from the second song through to the end of the show. This is Loren Etkin's first show with the band (drums) and he does amazingly well… looking a little like Jerry Garcia behind the drums, reading glasses on to read the charts, but you'd never know he hadn't played with us before to hear him. Good job Loren! The entire night, however, we play through a low, droning hum on the stage. The audience doesn't hear it - it's only audible to us. But we don't know what it is. Not until the next day when Mike (our soundman), tired of our complaints, comes down to the bar and figures it out. Apparently, one of Loren's monitors is pointing directly underneath the hollow stage. That'll do it. It's much better the next night.

Saturday night: well, the sound is better at least. It's not nearly as busy as the Friday night. That's what happens when you only advertise one night I guess. Three women from neighbouring Boyle save the night. They are great! Doug Bennett gets them to sing the chorus for Mustang Sally (becoming a regular song in our list)… and they actually harmonize! They sound good! Sorry for the extra enthusiasm here, but we're not used to members of the audience actually being able to sing.

Doug tells the audience that he'd like to move there and become their mayor… this is kind of funny as the mayor of the town also owns the bar… luckily he stops short of actually campaigning.