If the Flames aren’t doing much to make me laugh atm, well next best thing is a professional comedian from Calgary.
Taking a break from funny Flames thoughts and let the pros do some work …. Go to it comedy workers! There was a great addition to this years Calgary Folk Music Festival with the Apache Talk Tent – some of Canada’s top Comedian performing,with portto potty action, record shopping and a few noisy musical neighbours who didn’t realize important joke making was in progress. Trent McLellan Trent’s Site this dude is from Calgary and at least asked if there were Flames fans out there .. I guess he may have a bit coming after that if he was in Edmonton lol but those of us who cling to the humorous side of the Flames are a rare breed.
After that I left for a break in my lovely festival clothes mostly meant to hide me from the sun and double as both sun, rain and generally never leave the house in these clothes gear – but I felt redeemed by a small Louis Vuitton hand bag .. Not really what I would consider acceptable Fest gear, but its traveled the world surviving many storms and sun, and was perfect size for the day, so LV it was.
Trent had an update
I wrote a little folk ditty response to this : and now since I saw Trent in the Tent I can say that I went .. Oh and so many ideas for a follow up tune like Who’s feet were on the roof of Trent’s tent before the event, and Tables on the floor so his water wouldn’t touch the boards ,,,lol next time the should call it the Comics porta potty party tent and where you can laugh so hard you tinkle a little, you’ll be ok this is the place!
After a fill of music, free water, deep fried perogies I was back to the Palliser were hubby spent the day working on an oil and gas paper he’s presenting in the Houston area in the fall. I arrived up the Palliser stairs thinking how nicely dress I was last time I was here for a luncheon with Peter Maher and Ken Dryden, now I was looking more like grubby folk Fest attendee with pine needles in my hat as I was camping the Main Stage under some natural shelter, hauling a dwarven lawn chair.
Copperhead Road Steve Earle Solo Mandolink
I did get a chance to meet Steve Earle briefly, he was outside the Talk tent and signed The Low Highway for me. Last time I saw him live was at the SUB Theatre in Edmonton around 1988. Dancing after twilight t Copperhead Road was my fav moment. Ok I can’t imagine having too much more fun before hockey season, but with the Alberta Flood Relief concert at McMahon in a few days and Halo and High Water at the Jube, The Calgary Blues Festival, Comedy Festival omg go see Trent lol – then we’ll have more hockey fun … I do have my ear to the ground on that – looks like we have more humorous moments from Calgary’s electronic media than the game at the moment. More on that in a future post.
Christina Johnson @ 2013 http://www.funwithflames.com.
Steve Earle taking time at the Calgary Folk Festival to sign his cool stuff and do pics with us all in our clothes we don’t usually wear out of the house lol or only when in the bush hiking
What an awesome performance he did on Prince’s Island, though, as Guitar Town started the rules broke down and all were at our feet dancing amongst or with our stubby-legged lawn chairs LOL
had to post a vid here of the next tune from the prime days of Copperhead Road:
We were all dancing to Copperhead Road
The Chairs that were soon to become dancing partners at the Calgary Folk Music Festival. I played the music of Steve Earle throughout my years in radio from Toronto to Houston, it was a delight to briefly meet him – its quite the journey he has had since I saw his SUB theatre performance in Edmonton in the ’80s — he’s still making great music, and well, now I’m happy to pay for them since I don’t work in radio anymore, but dang The Low Highway is mine, and signed – this man can write music on a Martin, keep those words rolling down all those roads and highways Steve they’ll be on my device in the winter on the Ctrain while I put on my Flames jersey and ride the Ctrain all season, and remember my summer afternoons of Trent in the Tent and dancing on Prince’s Island to Copperhead Road.