So, I had two performances in Prague, both of them at the Globe Bookstore and Cafe, a place
I first discovered in the spring leading up to the summer of '04.
I was about to embark on a great European adventure, not my first, but still an amazing one.
I had scored a gig in Switzerland at a little bar in St. Moritz playing for the month of July
six nights a week. (Of course, if you'd like to know more about that, read the Chorus and Verse
article from back then titled "The
St. Moritz Scene Returns Home".)
This was the money gig. After that, I bounded through Austria, Poland, Czech, back to St.
Moritz, to Italy and back to the US. A Czech friend of mine helped with some searching on the
web and we came up with a handful of venues in Prague. I am sure you see where this is going...
The Globe of then was a beautiful space with a great-looking English language section, two
levels with a high ceiling not far from the Old Town Square and Charles Bridge. The back room,
again two levels with high ceilings was cream colored with a nice bar, tables and a cool set
of stairs going up to the second level. There was no real sound system to speak of, but honestly,
there was no need in this open planned space.
All my "proper" voice training taught me how to vocalize in rooms regardless of mics, so
I remember hanging in the corner, picking a place to project and just going for it, a method
I remembered and aptly repeated on my most recent visit.
The first night in Prague had me as a guest at the Alchemy (www.alchemy-prague.com)
show celebrating a release of a great (and lengthy) book of expat writings and translations.
A number of poets were reading excerpts from their included works and, at the end of the night,
I got up and gave it all I had. This was a crowd I had to win over. None of them knew who I
was (or cared) when I started, since they were all part of this book. But by the time I was
finished, I think I had a more than a few people returning the following night.
My second night in this Globe of today, a new paint job featuring some nice darker reds accenting
the room's older design along, was pretty fucking cool. First off, a handful of people did come
from the night before which made me smile and, secondly I was flashing back to the performance
of six years prior.
As I was sitting there, revisiting songs from back then, tunes I played in that room that
were new for me at the time, I was thinking about how they had changed, how they had evolved
as songs through countless performances and how I, too, had changed and evolved.
First it's the tempos, then is the simplified turnarounds, then it starts to be the emotions
and what the lyrics actually mean. An angry song back then has turned into something filled
with melancholy or love. Certain choruses resonate deeper within.
I am real grateful to Jason and the crew down there. Please, if you can, drop in on them(www.globebookstore.cz).
The current artwork on the walls are from Aiden Hughes, so drop in soon! They've even got a
couple copies of Batman: The Dark Knight Strikes Again.
Get in touch!