Making the Most of a Rainy Weekend

Well here we go with what some may categorize as a dull, dreary, wet couple of days.  Sure, the surfing and golfing folks are affected by inclement conditions…but I don’t participate in those kind of hobbies.  I guess the most dangerous part of my use of spare time would involve the possibility of getting struck by lightning while seated on the organ bench.  This actually did happen to me years ago while playing a concert in Arizona.  Fortunately, the strike hit a large tree just outside of the building I was in.  Incredibly loud, but no harm done except for scaring me to death.  Oddly enough I continued performing until the end of the chorus of the song.  The next strike knocked out the electrical power…so that was the end of that.

Then there was the incident in Redlands, CA, when a moderate earthquake hit during my program.  People in this area are somewhat used to them…although I personally think it’s impossible to claim that…and everyone stayed seated, including me.  I didn’t particularly like my stage positioning that was directly under a huge light fixture.  This time I did stop playing until the tremor passed, then resumed at the exact spot where I had left off.  Everyone laughed and applauded.

I think the most remarkable experience I ever had while performing occurred on the east coast of south Florida.  Yes, a giant hurricane was about to come through.  However, Floridians in that area seem to have a handle on the drill necessary for these things.  Everyone had known that the storm system was coming and was apparently prepared for that possibility.  That is, everyone but me.  I was playing at an afternoon event for a Roland Atelier dealer.  Understandably, a relatively small group of listeners attended, maybe 75 or so.  I cut the program short when asked to do so by the store owner.  After all, it was getting progressively more ominous outside and dark, really dark.  But the crowd wanted me to CONTINUE!  They said, “Oh, we have plenty of time…..keep going”.  I then gave them a very short, very fast rendition of 12th Street Rag and left.  It was only later that I realized I had musically escorted in a very powerful lady, hurricane Frances.

So with these fond memories in mind, I choose to sequester myself from the droplets predicted for San Diego today.  The up side is a cozy atmosphere suitable for creating music, sipping wine and hanging out with my Golden.  That is until the next traumatic experience…perhaps involving a swarm of giant locusts?????

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Rosemary Bailey


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