Saturday at the fest

We made it back to the fest at about 10 in the morning. Not much was really happening as compared to last night where you couldn't hardly think because of all the jamming.

We went to Joe's room to get our instruments (we left them there because it saved us carrying them between hotels). Robert played with a few guys from the west slope and Susie went to a vocal workshop.

Robert received a few requests to join the Band Scramble because they needed bass players. A band scramble is where a bunch of people put their names and what instrument they play on a list and the organizers select (supposedly at random) the players to form several groups. These groups then have a few hours to select three songs and practice before a competition.

Joe decided that Robert was needed for the band scramble and signed him up. Susie signed up of her own free will. Robert was a bit reticent of doing it but Joe made that a bit easier by doing it for him.

Susie's group was the 6th group created and the 2nd group to perform. Robert jokingly called the group the Susie and the Geezers since there were a couple of guys that were over 80 in the group, but they were called One Lucky Girl, a send up of a local act that goes by One Lucky Guy. Susie sang I am Weary even though she is again fighting a cold and was a bit hoarse.

Robert's group was the 2nd group created, had an age advantage, and perfomed next to last. To put it simply it helps to have a kid in the group. In this case a boy named Cody, who played both guitar and mandolin quite well. He also sang the first song, Little Black Pony.

We didn't get a picture of the group that won, but they also had a kid in the group who played bass realy good - particularly since he was barely taller than the body of the instrument. That group also had Joe in it as well as several other guys who could sing and harmonize. Both of our groups were hampered by a limited number of singers. Robert's group did get 3rd place though and he got $16 and a ribbon for the showing, not bad for the first try! We'll definitely try it again.

We had to rush out the door immediately after getting getting the results of the band scramble to go meet friends for dinner at New Saigon. The Vietnamese restaurant we go every time we're in Denver. The service was very much so (as Robert puts it) continental drift. Robert got his meal after everyone else, and it took 15 minutes from the first person to until Robert got his. A very unusual situation for the establishment.

It was good to catch up with them since we hadn't seen a few of them in a year.

We got back to the fest at 9pm and there wasn't much jamming going on and we were both pretty tired so we headed back to the hotel for some sleep.