what a week!

I learned quite a bit this week, unfortunately much of it was not about music. What was going to be a great Wednesday, with practice and a field trip out for “Blues Night”, ended up being full of shenanigans. Upon leaving for my lesson that night, I noticed a few things "off" with my car. To make a very long story short, I’ll skip the details about the smell of gasoline, plummeting gas gauge, million phone calls, and waiting on a tow truck in 90+ degree heat for an hour. Ultimately, Ray from Penske Honda in Indianapolis discovered that some sort of rodent decided to snack on my fuel line. See photo of the suspect. Note the creature’s teeth. Now observe the evidence left on my fuel hose. You be the judge.

On the musical side of things, I practiced much, learned about recording, and saw a lot of great live music this week. The recording bit was overwhelming to me, so I’ll focus on the good stuff: live music. For me, there’s nothing better than going to a show, and there’s a plethora of places to do so in Indianapolis. 

At Locals Only:

The Troubadours of Divine Bliss, a female folk duo armed only with an accordion, guitar, and two beautiful voices.Delilah DeWylde & The Lost Boys, a honky tonk/rockabilly band fronted by a woman playing upright bass. Enough said. 
And at The Upper Room in Broad Ripple:

Chad Mills, good old acoustic rock.
Finest Grain, the musical brilliance of Kent Vernon and Sean Jackson (on the right, my teacher).