Well, Saturday week ago I headed to Nashville for an annual event I’ve been going to for several years. Guitar Gathering brings a group of beginner to advanced to performance-ready guitar players together for 4 days of intense guitar experience. Days are filled with master classes in music theory, fingerstyle, blues, rock, and more. Then, evenings feature a concert given by some fantastic talent. Watch here and on my Youtube page, as I take plenty of videos of the main events and post them as I get them edited.
But, not getting too far ahead of my self, first I have to get to Nashville. I normally take 1 or 2 days. It is about 9 hours of driving, which under normal circumstances, would not be a problem. But, as I headed out I was connected to what I lovingly refer to as my “poison pump” which gives me continuous doses of Effudex for 4 days. Effudex tends to knock me down a bit. So, first leg was to Hot Springs. By the time I got there, I was really having to fight off falling asleep. Got a hotel, got unloaded, took a nap.
In Mansfield, there is a restaurant I go to 2 or 3 times a week: La Gondola. It is a jewel of an Italian restaurant, serving up incredible Italian food hidden cleverly in a strip center. It was started by Sal, who had previously partnered with Jamal to run the Italian Villa in Arlington. When they sold Italian Villa, Sal started La Gondola, but Jamal moved to Hot Springs and opened J&S Italian Villa, there. So, while I was in Hot Springs, I decided to check it out. Jamal’s son, Sean, now runs the restaurant…I sent him regards from Texas and sat down to Pollo Rolotini (aka “Roly Poly Chicken”). Chicken breast wrapped around Italian sausage. Yummy.
Back on the road, I made it to Memphis on Sunday. It was a pretty short drive, but enough for one day. I wandered up and down Beale street, had lunch at B. B. King’s, and bought a hat (it matched 3 of the shirts I’d brought on the trip). Beale street is a hopping place on a Saturday night…Sunday noon, not so much. Still, some live music, some good barbecue, a nice stroll, then I was ready for the hotel.
Monday I made it into Nashville and got checked in. Actually stayed down in Mt. Juliet…hotels closer in get really expensive. Didn’t do much on Monday other than rest and recover from the drive. Tuesday I got up and noticed that the bag of Effudex looked really flat. It wasn’t due to actually stop running until a little after noon, but I was pretty sure it had pumped all it could. I ready for a while, at the same time watching a few little bubbles that were in the IV line. When the pump hummed, they’d move about a quarter inch toward me, then immediately return to where they were. After watching this for an hour, so I was very certain that there wasn’t actually any drug still pumping, I disconnected everything, unplugged the line from my chest, and headed out to the meet and greet.
The event is primarily held in the music building at Trevecca Nazarene University. Said hi to some previous attendees, met some newcomers. At about 4pm, things broke up and I headed back to the hotel, intending to take a short nap then go to dinner. Well, the short nap ended up going from 5pm to 4am. So much for dinner.
Wednesday through Saturday were filled with all things guitar. I’ll talk a bit about each event as I post the videos.
Saturday we met at Columbia Studio A. This is where Marty Robbins, Patsy Cline, Elvis Pressley, and more recorded hit after hit in the 50’s and 60’s. Actually much of it was recorded in a studio called the Quonset Hut (which, oddly enough, was built in a Quonset hut). Got a great tour of the facility, which is now part of the Belmont University campus. Then student showcase, where 16 of the folks here for the event got to play and, in some cases, sing in the studio where magic had happened. I’ll be posting those videos, later (but some may be private, at the request of the performer).
Drove an uneventful drive home. Took two days…and I felt good enough that I could have probably made it farther each day than I actually did. Stopped overnight in Lonoke Arkansas then finished the trip on Sunday.
So, now, here I sit connected to yet another poison pump (just for a couple of hours, today). Then, into the office. I completely disconnected from work email on Wednesday…too busy during the day and really ready to crash after each night’s concert. So, I expect there to be a pile of emails to handle (well, I peeked and I have 90 unread work emails), a gazillion forum posts to read, plus whatever my bosses put off for “until Paul gets back from vacation.”