Tuesday, January 20, 2015
Today we stopped at Saint-Barthélemy, (St. Bart’s) an island in the French West Indies. Its capital is Gustavia, which also contains the main harbour to the island. The language, cuisine, and culture, of this island are distinctly French. The island is a popular tourist destination during the winter holiday season, especially for the rich and famous during the Christmas and new year period.
We’re here for just the day, and we are definately not rich and famous. So, there is not a lot four us to do on the island (we did not take the Tender to show until after lunch, as we spent the morning reading). Here’s a little slideshow of some scenes from St. Bart’s..
This evenings concert schedule is a little light. We start our with a little bit of Holly Williams in the pool deck at 6pm, then shifted into the Spinnaker Lounge to see Sierra Noble. After that a quick dinner,a little book time and then back for more music.
We saw him the first time on Joe Purdy’s late night round robin. Edwin is a great songwriter and a pretty good vocalist. And a darn good guitarist too. He was joined on stage by his sax player named Craig Shields and lead electric guitar player Larry Chaney. They’ve been paying together for many years. I don’t know why I’ve never heard of him before. I wonder if KAXE has his music in their library. If not, we need to get some.
It was his birthday, and some guys cut into his monitors from off stage and started singing way off key. We did not know what was going on but then a parade of his friends rolled down to the stage with a huge cake, clowns and balloon figures. They roasted him a little. It was really cool.
Jill did a set in the Spinnaker at 11pm. She has such a beautiful voice, lots of range and control, it’s an instrument in itself. It is too bad the she or the sound guy want to distort it and bury it under electric guitar riffs and drums way too loud for the venue.
She did a couple acoustic pieces, but they too were over mic’d for my taste. The band is great. Sound was overboard. Chose to leave halfway through. Too bad.