Tradeshow Blues

In my other life I do tradeshows. In my nightmare, however, I come into an empty hall as big as several football fields put together and I have an hour to not just set up my booth, but the whole show as well.

We just finished Texas Bandmasters at the San Antonio Convention Center, which is one of the biggest state shows in the country. Move in was Friday, show days were Saturday, Sunday and half Monday and we moved out of there this afternoon.

My feet are killing me.

But the line was received with some enthusiasm by the band directors. I saw a pretty nice concert (except for the percussion section which did some wavering) of the Austin Symphonic Band.

Now I have rehearsals to set up with the subs in our band for the gig on Friday. We have a sub drummer and a sub bass player and a sub baritone (the least of my worries, as it is Paul Baker who can read as well as anyone in town) plus we're breaking in the new canary and Javi will be singing some new stuff to fill the void of Jimmy's absense.

Next time we see the sunrise it'll be Tuesday. Lots of work, not much time.