Wow. Ten days left and I am done with this. I have no plans for a party or celebration. But, if I get a book deal and get my narrative published, based on this blog, then I will definitely plan some sort of gluten-free party in a vineyard here in Oregon.
Anyway. I didn’t really sleep in. When I got home from the movie last night I went right to bed, which was around 12:45. I was feeling a little off, and have for about a week or so. First, there’s the moderate congestion. It’s not requiring a decongestant just yet. But, rather, is uncomfortable. And contributes to my being drowsy. I realized I could use a multi-vitamin injection, as I must have had some gluten intake over the past week or so. I’m feeling some of my celiac symptoms. And I think I’m dealing with malabsorption again, meaning, my small intestine isn’t able to absorb nutrients from the foods I have been consuming. It’s so complicated.
I worked all morning on the holiday catalog I had begun for work. I’m basically doing layout design in Illustrator. And I really like the way its turning out – I have some great photographs to work with and it looks really elegant, so far.
Finally, at around 3:00, I needed to shut down the computer and get ready for a concert. I was going to meet friends Kerry and Renee to see G. Love & Special Sauce at Edgefield, a McMenamins property. They have a really cool outdoor concert venue. Opening for G. Love were Tristan Prettyman, touted as the female Jack Johnson, and then the John Butler Trio.
I got dressed, grabbed one of my straw cowgirl hats, and a bag with a blanket it in. We met at Renee’s house and then carpooled to Troutdale, just 25 miles or so down I-84 East. It was a quick and easy drive and we parked in a small field and headed into the roped off area. We grabbed a drink, beers for the girls and a Lemon Jack cocktail for me. We set out our blanket super close to the stage. It was amazing.
Tristan was very good. Her music is very sunny and light. When her set was up, we walked back to the concession area and ordered Thai curry dinners. I got the chicken. It was pretty good. We sat at a picnic table, which was nice. There were trees all around. Like a little tree village. After we ate, we went back while the John Butler Trio was into its set. Their music is amazing. John Butler cut off his long dreadlocks. He looked really cute. He’s a great young singer-songwriter born in California, but he grew up in Australia. He began the song “Zebra” when we got back to our blanket. We started dancing with the rest of the crew. There was a ton of pot smoke around us, which was actually upsetting my stomach. And, a young woman passed by us in a long tie-dyed sundress. She smelled of poop. Renee and I looked at eachother quizically. I asked her if she smelled the poop. And she did.
JBT’s sound is a blend of reggae and Red Hot Chili Peppers. Great guitar rifts and rockabilly sounds at one moment, then hard rock and roll the next, then folksy-reggae beats. It’s upbeat and fun.
And then, G. Love & Special Sauce hit the stage. He was seated, playing guitar and harmonica. He’s brilliant. He’s really a blend of surfer folk meets Philly hip hop, with a lot of rhythm and blues.
G. Love got everyone up and dancing. I missed dancing like this. Like a bunch of hippies without rhythm. Only, me and my gal pals, we had rhythm. We were totally getting into the groove.
Then, the highlight was when G. Love called John Butler back to the stage to sing a couple of songs together. They basically had a killer jam session.
After the last song, we headed back to Portland. It was pretty easy getting out of the venue and Troutdale, which was a relief. I dropped the girls off at Renee’s and drove home. I was tired. It had been a full weekend, so far, and I was looking forward to sleeping in and having time to myself tomorrow. I’ll do more work, to get ahead on some of the creative projects in my queue. But, all in all, I was looking forward to some down time.