This is the venue….
Playing my first solo show tonight in Copenhagen. Hopenhagen. No Jokenhagen. If there is piano I’m dragging out the ivory tunes.
Lolling at the gate. Had to deplane cause something hit the aircraft. Ugh.., the plane is damaged.
Here at gig now. Little cafe on the sea. Remember that scene in the Jazz Singer with Neil Diamond where he bolts from Hollywood to find himself and he ends up playing these little shit holes, grows a beard and kicks some honkey tonk ass? Well, this is nothing like that. This is idyllic and oddly ideal for my musical trappings (the traps I’ve set in my music. Ha!).
I imagine playing here in 40 minutes. Makin it all come true people.
And there IS a piano!