Back to Montreal to see James Brown
We got up around 11am and took Chris out for breakfast. Got our car
from the parking lot and hurried towards Canada.
Looooong drive. We were both grouchy, tired and cramping up. Stopped for dinner in Plattburgh and then crossed the Canadian border. No forms, no waiting, no bullshit. Completely hasslefree. Thank you Canada!
We got back home around 9pm. Dragged our luggage in, chilled for a few minutes and then headed downtown to drop the car off and go to the James Brown concert.
When we finally made it to the venue the ticket counter had closed. So nobody could verify that we were in fact on the guest list and let us in. And being guests we didn't have tickets to show. What a drag.
Fortunately the head security guy was really cool and ended up letting us in anyway. We only caught the last couple of tunes. James Brown might be 71, but he's still got it! Sex Machine featured an awesome sax solo by Vanessa's friend Jeff Watkins.
After the show we went to the backstage door waiting for Jeff to come pick us up. And we waited, and waited. Then I spotted Jeff up on stage packing his gear and we went up and talked to him for a bit. Really nice guy. We were supposed to hang after the show, but the powers that be had decided to drive the crew to Toronto overnight. So we only got to talk for 20 minutes or so.
On the way out we bumped into several friends, including Dylan - the bassist from Dibondoko - and his girlfriend. We all went out for coffee and chatted for a bit. Good hang!
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