Saturday, September 14th, 2002 Small Potatoes

Tears of joy, tears of laughter, tears of love. These two performers, with just a handful of songs were able to draw from their best to draw us into their world and their hearts. I looked around the room and realized that everyone else was caught up in the magic, just like me. I realize that this is why we host these house concerts, so that we can share the magic with our friends. When you take a perfomance that deserves to be on a stage that faces at least a few thousand seats, and put it into a 16’x 16′ room, there is nothing to keep that magic from touching you.

I’ll let you in on a secret. Jacquie and I have histories that intersect. We were both “rennies”, people who worked at Rennaissance faires. We were able to connect at least a couple people we knew in common, and had we tried, I am sure that there are dozens more. And Rich, geez, I’m in awe of his guitar playing. That guy can make a tin can sound like it was made by the master.

If you didn’t get a chance to buy their CDs, they do sell them through the website. It’s going to be hard to top this show, but I’ve come to realize that every show is different, every one great in its own way–just like people.

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