We had an enjoyable time performing at the Vetter Stone Amphitheater as the opening act for a triple bill that culminated with the Mankato Symphony Orchestra. It was one of those performances that seemed to last about three minutes. That happens often with this band, but Saturday’s event in particular felt way too fast for the hour that it was. The weather helped — the heat wasn’t holding everybody hostage and attendance was great straight from the beginning. It was nice to meet Ken Freed, the MSO director who along with Sara Buechmann seems to be keeping programming fresh and energetic for the Orchestra and its fans.
But back to Fish Frye. Our set included FF originals “Saigon Dance,” “Lie” and “Ford Bronco II (formerly “Let’s Drive.”) We covered Gram Parson’s “Grievous Angel” and “Sweep Out the Ashes” among the non-FF tunes, and ended with the feel-good bloodbath of “L.A. County.”
A highlight of the day had to be our idea of utilizing the rustic scenery for some cool promo shots, which Quiet Storm Productions Manager Mohammed Alsadig agreed to shoot. Hope you like the feel as much as we do.
We performed for an hour at the fundraiser for the Grand Kabaret. The only pictures I took were of a fender bender that happened when I went to park. The other party involved was one of the nicest people who’s car you’ll scrape. We swapped insurance stuff, called a cop and waited around for the report to get written. While waiting, this guy gave me a prayer pamphlet authored by Billy Graham. With an adult son who was very ill, he found the prayers in it to be very meaningful.
He told me he had been on his way to work. I told him the music we could both hear around the corner was where I was headed. He listened for a minute and said … “that’s an old Johnny Cash song.” I hadn’t been paying attention. I asked if he knew which song. “The one that ends “Never speak hard words to your true love or husband,” he said.
“Wreck of the Old 97!”
“Yeah,” he smiled. And we stood there in the sun. That song’s album, the San Quentin concert is great enough to make two men pause and take it all in on a hot Sunday sidewalk. And when the officer emerged from his car with paperwork, implying that I may or may not be hearing from the City Attorney, this man wanted to make sure that I didn’t get in any trouble for this, that it was a complete accident.
We’re back in New Ulm Aug. 18. I’m sending this guy an invite and doing that song.