A letter from Dirk

HELLO, MY FRIENDS!

I'm back in the USA. I was in Italy this trip for 3 1/2 months. This might have been my longest stay in the 25-plus years I’ve been playing in Italy. My Italian is the best it’s ever been, at this point, for sure. During this trip I read 7 books, wrote 3 songs and played 15 concerts -- 6 with The Bluesmen, 9 solo or duo.

The solo concerts I got to, for the most part, by train. It was a bad train year. Trips that were supposed to take 4 hours sometimes took as many as 8. Once traveling from Sarzana to Ferrara, we were delayed, they announced by ‘bad weather,’ but we saw no bad weather the entire trip. Nevertheless, the train stopped in different places for long periods of time for no apparent reason. People began to get hungry and thirsty with no water or food available. At one point, I told the conductor that having no water available was ‘third world.’ He looked up at me, with sparkling eyes and a guileless smile, and said, “also fourth!” … I laughed out loud, completely disarmed. After another interminable stop at a station, I noticed white boxes had appeared in the stairwells between the cars but didn’t think much about them. A half hour later, word spread through the train that the boxes contained water and crackers and we fell on them like dessert island survivors! Why the hell the Train Italia people would provide us with food and water but not announce it is only known to Santa Filomena Dall' Acqua Dolce, I suppose. Italy is always strange, deep absurd and funny. This country has taught me patience and I am a better man for having lived here so much.

In Vasto, I lost my voice after a band concert where the power supply was not strong enough to run the sound system right. Not being able to hear my voice well, I over-sang. I had to cancel the next show and ask my friend, Daniele to drive me to Ravenna to see a famous voice doctor who gave me drugs that made it possible to sing at the gig the next night which was a birthday party at a swank hotel near La Spezia. Everything was going well at the party until I was outside warming up to play and two young men walked up from around the pool and asked me for help pushing their car to get it started. They had a two-year-old baby with them, they said. I told them sure, but just then, the promoter came out and said I needed to play. Then the chef came out, asking them what they wanted and ended up yelling at them to get lost. One of them cold cocked the cook who fell to the ground out cold. The puncher escaped but a couple guys from the party caught the other guy and held him until the Carabiniere came and took him away in cuffs. It took about an hour for everyone to say everything they could think of to say about the strange scene they’d just witnessed. The whole party, which had been somewhat stiff and formal, magically opened up, softened, and we all felt like friends. The chef was okay. We didn’t start playing until well after midnight. It turns out, there was no 2-year-old and no car, only a scooter. If I had gone with them, they would have tried to rob me and would have been real disappointed when they found out I was the only guy in that fancy restaurant with no money! They could have shot me or stabbed me out of sheer frustration or maybe they would have said unkind things to me and hurt my feelings. Maybe I’m a lucky guy. I remember the first time I heard that Billy Joel song, “Innocent Man”, I thought, “Wow, that’s me too!” I was robbed at gunpoint before and I’ve been cheated out of money more than once. I’ve been in fistfights and seen a lot of things, many of which weren’t pretty but still I’m a trusting soul. Not sure what I think about that.

I am grateful for my cool life. Thank you for caring enough to read this. Feel free to write me back. These things always feel so one-sided. Yours in the hope that this bizarre mystery we share is making sense somewhere. I usually feel it is somehow.

Love to You and Yours

Dirk



SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 20

 

 

CONCERT INFO
Sept thru Dec 2014

(Please forgive this resend — Please note the Dallas concert
Friday, Sept 5th!)

Friday, September 5
DALLAS, TEXAS
UNCLE CALVIN’S COFFEE HOUSE
KIM MILLER OPENS, 8PM
INFO@UNCLECALVINS.ORG
CONCERT LINE: 214-363-0044

EAST COAST

Thursday, September 25
NEW HAMPSHIRE
PRIVATE HOUSE CONCERT

Saturday, October 4
JESSUP, MARYLAND
EDITH MAY’S PARADISE
7711 Apple Ave, 20794
georgie@georgiejessup.com
(410) 799-3755
GEORGIE JESSUP OPENS

Sunday, October 12
BOSTON, MASS
OKTOBER FEST
PASSIM STAGE
More info on the way…

CALIFORNIA

Sunday, November 2
BERKELEY, CA
PHIL “THE ROCKIN’ CABBY”
LARSON HOUSE CONCERT

Saturday, November 8
THE PALMS PLAYHOUSE
13 Main Street, Winters
palms@palmsplayhouse.com
(530) 795-3825
8pm

Friday, November 14
"Songwriters at Play"
PASO ROBLES, CA
D'ANBINO CELLARS
710 Pine Street
Show runs 7-10pm.
Dirk plays 7:30-8:15pm
Reservations at (805) 227-6800
Tickets are $10.
songwritersatplay.com
facebook.com/
songwritersatplay

Saturday, November 22
ALVAS SHOWROOM
SAN PEDRO, CALIFORNIA
alvasshowroom.com

Saturday, December 6
MILL VALLEY, CA
HOUSE CONCERT
Contact Beth:
ebeth.underwood@gmail.com


(MORE INFO AND MORE
DATES COMING SOON)



 

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