Well I had the honour of stumbling into the house of Bob & Laurie May this year, with my brother Tim, his son Brian and some of the members of Gemini. We were only going to stay for a while but when the guitar came out and other guitar players and harmonica players showed up, the guitar gods said that, this is our destination! We honestly wanted to wish them the best in the new year but our gracious hosts made it impossible to leave. Real salt of the earth people, if there were more Bob and Laurie’s in the world we would not have wars!
Bob is the type of guitar player who, like most of us, underestimates his abilities on the axe! He is a basic, no nonsense kind of player. When we got our our destination, we were thinking of going to a private party with lawyers and politicians (honestly we were), but thank God we found the Mays! Their home is literally a hop, skip and a stagger from my parents home that we were staying/passing out this night.
When we arrived, we were greeted by the May’s in true Brantford fashion, having a beer and a shot before our ass’s hit the chair. I had brought my Larrivee with me to show Bob because he had not seen/heard it yet. After burning one, I had told him that I had been working on this piece from John Mayer called neon and asked if he wanted to hear it, either that or I had just informed him of this difficult tune that I wanted to play for him just trying to hold back all of my enthusiasm, I can’t remember? He was the first guitar player to hear me attempt to do justice to this song.
After that, all hell broke lose and people started to pile into their house. We went on down to the basement of “Franken Wine” (long drunkin’ story best told when sober) to just jam and a jammin’ we would go. Steve, John, Bob and the guy that I called “the guy with the black cowboy hat” (i still can’t remember his name) started to play songs and it was truly a night for some fun!
Thanx Bob and Laurie for the blast we had that night.
Cheers, to the nicest people on the planet!!!
Of course the wife was sick and home while all this fun was going on. LOL
I guess I’ve gotta read your blog more often to find out what happens when I’m not around.