Last night was a great night for me. Here is my poor attempt at
capturing the events of the evening before it fades from my memory too
much. I’m certain several key things will be in my head forever, but
I want to capture the small things too.
I left work at 3:30 so I had time to drop the car off at home and take
a cab to El Corazon. On the way I called the cab company and
asked them to pick me up at 4:15. I had a few moments at home so I was chatting with a few friends online while waiting for the cab. I apologize for abandoning them
while we were chatting because the cab arrived at 4:10 and I had to
rush out of the house suddenly. The driver asked if I minded a bit of
AC/DC, which I didn’t, and we started talking about music. I told him
about the show and The Rogues’ Gallery on The Dividing
Line. I think I created a new listener. :)
I arrived at the venue right on time at 4:30 and was wondering how I
would get in as it was hours before the doors were supposed to open.
That wasn’t an issue because the door was wide open. As I walked in I
was approached and asked if I was Brendan. I had never seen his face
but I recognized the voice of Frans the DJ for The Rogues’
Gallery. After our quick introduction Frans took me to meet the
members of Sylvan: Jan (guitar), Sebastian (bass), Marco (vocals),
Volker (keyboards) and Matthias (drums). Then the band went back to
their sound check and I enjoyed a personal concert.
Dinner was supposed to start at 5:30 but at 5:15 the sound check was
still underway as there was a problem with some of the equipment. I
was getting a bit nervous but decided I would just relax and go with
the flow. At 5:30 I called another dinner guest and asked him to pass
on the message that we were running late and would join them at the
restaurant as soon as we could. Sylvan finished setting up at about
5:45 and we made it to 13 Coins at 6pm. Only 30 minutes late
but with plenty of time for dinner. The other guests had already
found each other and had ordered, so we joined them and had dinner.
During dinner I kept my eye on the entire table, but everyone looked
like they were having a good time and talking. I sat at one end next
to cambler and had a good conversation with him and a
couple of the other guests. I had been wanting to meet Chris for a
while because I’ve followed him here on LJ and I listen to The Gates
of Delirium, his show on The Dividing Line. We talked
about his show, music, programming and a few other things. He posed
an interesting programming problem and I’m going to think about this a
bit and see if I can figure out the answer. (Which will be in a
The only problems with my planning and dinner was one of the guests
didn’t understand that we were covering the band’s dinner and I mixed
up two credit cards and the wrong amounts were charged to them. Both
people were understanding as I explained the situation so it wasn’t a
big problem. Still I should have kept better track of the cards so
that didn’t happen.
Next we all walked from the restaurant back to the venue. I noticed
that there was a full moon last night which is a good omen for
completing projects. At the venue I met up with esurient1 and omg_teh_funnay who were enjoying
the opening act. The name on the poster was “Still Water,” but I was
told that’s just a temporary name. I had heard that the guitarist,
who used to be in Lyranthe, was excellent and what I did hear
rocked the house. I’ll have to pay attention to them in the future.
While Sylvan was setting up esurient1 was ill and had
to leave. omg_tey_funnay, being a gentleman, escorted her
home. I guess there were about 50 people in the venue who had bought
tickets. The sign by the door said the capacity was 807, which I
can’t imagine, so there was tons of room for everyone. Some people
held back or sat on the few benches. I was right up front just to the
left of center. The entire show I had an unobstructed view of the
entire band and wasn’t crowded. The extra time taken during the sound
check was worth every second as the sound was awesome. I was told it
was fuzzy in the back but right by the stage was a sweet spot. I only
owned one Sylvan album so there were quite a few new songs. You’ll
have to find someone who knows more about the band to say if it was a
great performance for them, but I can’t see how it was anything else.
After the show I bought the CD and DVD that was for sale. There was a
bit of CF because everyone wanted to get their CDs autographed and
there weren’t enough pens. In the end we all got our autographs and I
think everyone who loaned out a pen got them back. As the crowd
thinned I went to each band member and told them I hoped they had a
good dinner. Each one thanked my for the dinner and for taking the
time to organizing it. Mattias wanted to give everyone who helped
organize the show a CD but I had already bought the one he had with
them. He offered to give me back my money but I wouldn’t accept it.
I enjoyed planning the dinner and wanted to support the band by buying
the CD and DVD. He kept asking me what they could give me and
eventually I agreed to give him my address so he could mail me
something when they got back to Germany. I’m floored and flattered
that he wanted to do this, but really it was no trouble and I enjoyed
myself. (As you all might have noticed.)
I had brought a few of my calling cards to hand out but I don’t look
like the picture on them anymore. So I talked to cambler
about getting a few head shots to make new cards and I’ll be getting
with him as soon as we both have time available. (Damn, I look good
now!) I also talked with Frans about helping out with events like
this in the future. Sylvan was the first concert that Frans is
planning and I volunteered to help out with them all. Planning
dinner, ferrying band members, promotions… I have a new project
which I’ll talk about more once it becomes more solid.
Far too soon it was time to take the band back to the hotel and as it
was way down in Kent I decided to head home. Called up a cab and
chatted with everyone for a few minutes. I was able to use my small
amount of German to talk to Sebastian and tell him that I only spoke a
little German. Before I was ready to leave the cab showed up and I
took off. Everyone in the band waved as I rode away to head home.
At home I was much too wound up to sleep. I read email and ripped the
new CD so that I could listen to it today. At 2AM I finally forced
myself to lay down and before I knew it the thing what makes the
noise was blaring at me. Here I am at Noon and I’m still buzzed
about last night. Damn that was a lot of fun.
Notes for the future: Bring post-it notes to write amounts on cards
as I collect them to keep from mixing up how much to put on each.
Bring plenty of current calling cards to hand out. Include all my
contact information on them so I can get stuff by mail as well as
phone. Bring a few Sharpies to get autographs from band members.
Instead of people trying to find pens give them to the band to use