Saturday, August 25, 2012
Playin' In a Pie Shop
You guys. There are few things in this world I love more than pie. I think I may love pie more than I love Channing Tatum's never ending body.
Anyway, when April told me that she had booked a gig for me at a place that sold nothing but pie, my reaction was akin to what it would be if I were told that Channing Tatum was at my door with a bouquet of flowers and a gallon of Gatorade.
Anyway, Dangerously Delicious Pies has several locations, but we were set to play the Washington, DC, location. When we left Philly, we drove to my college friend Katie's house in the DC area. She has the cutest kitchen and the cutest daughter and the cutest cats. It'd be easy to hate her if she weren't just so cool. We caught up like no time had passed since college. They fed us burgers and brats and cookies and sweet corn and I don't even remember what else before we crashed in their office/guest room.
The next day, after some sleeping and grooming (me) and some underwear yoga (Ashlie) and some musician wrangling (April)we headed to DC well before we were due for load in, because not only did we have to pick up Kelly at the train station, but D.C. metro traffic is just the worst. I hate it so much. So we needed plenty of time to navigate.
But I won't get into the construction or the idiocy or the fact that we drove by Union Station at least 3 times without realizing it. Because none of that mattered because we were reunited with Kelly!
We were about an hour early even with all the traffic, so we went to a local park to do a little busking/rehearsing. We made a dollar and a new fan!
Back at Dangerously Delicious, we loaded in, met the other perfomer, Matt McKinley, then got the show started.
The shop is tiny. The performance area is literally just a corner of the shop. They move tables out of the way to make that space. However, it's great that even in such a small shop, they go out of their way to host live music. Plus, they had a picture of Dolly Parton in the bathroom, and did I mention they ONLY SELL PIE? I dare you to find fault with place like that.
The set went beautifully. There were some sound issues, causing my mic to go out a few times. But, mama's loud, y'all. I just did it a capella until it was fixed. No sweat. Well, I did sweat, but that's because it was July in DC and the place was packed.
Set completed, we were able to indulge in some pie.
Look at this pie. This pie,y'all. I'm pretty sure I'd choose it over Channing Tatum with a bouquet of flowers and a gallon of Gatorade.
While we scarfed pie, we got to enjoy the absolutely bad ass blues of Matthew "Mule" McKinley. You guys have to check this kid out. I joke often about a singer "takin' us to church," but listening to Matt was truly a spiritual experience at times, especially when he brought out that resonator. I'm so glad I got to share a stage with him.
After load out, we drove straight to Richmond. We had an Atkinson Family Independence Day barbecue to get to!