Denver Hysteria
Quick Trip for Some Good Music
13.08.2016 - 14.08.2016
Grandson Bazil studies at one of Denver's Schools of Rock,
I promised him I would return to Denver for his end of term concert at the Soiled Dove Underground -thinking it would be in September when I would have returned home.
Surprise! Around the first of August, I learned it was on August 13. While on Pacific Daylight Time, I booked an early AM flight from Calgary to Denver returning to Calgary the following afternoon so I could continue my journey.
On August 12, I arrived in Calgary. I spent the night at an airport hotel, checked my Google Calendar for my flight time. My Google Calendar said the flight was at 7:30 AM.
I arrived at the airport at 6:15 to discover the system would not let me print a boarding pass!
If you use Google Calendar, it is important to remember that the STUPID calendar changes all your appointments to reflect your changed time zones: 6:30 PDT was 7:30 MDT! I must remember to always set the timezone on any scheduling I do while traveling. This has happened to me in the past, but it was never this important.
At first, flight service said there was not a flight that would get me to Denver in time for the 4 PM concert. Then, she found a seat for me. I think she might have bumped some United employees to get me a seat.
I arrived in Denver, grabbed a cab, and arrived at the venue a 2 PM.
From backstage during the soundcheck, Bazil spotted me. He came to my table where I sat alone waiting for others to arrive in about two hours. "Did you bring your knitting?" he asked. "It will be a long time before we start the show."
This is a grandson who knows his grandmother is not very patient at just sitting doing nothing!
I did have my knitting, but decided not to get it out. Recently, his mother told me she didn't like it when I knitted at her performances.
There were five drum students in this summer's British Invasion class, so Bazil played in four songs.
I left my program in Denver, so I can't recall the titles of the first three songs.
Bazil definitely enjoys making music, but he recently asked to help with some chores stating "I need to learn to be manly." So, he can hold the old Rundgren ethic and still make his way in the world!
I definitely remember the name of the finale: Hysteria!
The group finished the show with this tune and he put his heart, soul, and strength into it.
The concert was excellent! You would have enjoyed it even if you weren't a grandparent of a performer.
Bazil stayed at my condo on Saturday night. We walked to Hornet to share a sandwich and a salad.
We skipped Sweet Action for ice cream because the line went all the way around the block.
Laura and Bill met us for breakfast at Waffle Brothers and returned me to the airport to return to Calgary for more on the road adventures.
Posted by pscotterly 11:53 Archived in USA Tagged denver bazil
Where's your little grandson? He has grown so fast and really can work those drums...what a cute guy! You are a wonderful grandmother, too!
by Sharon Curtis