Weekend Report

Dave and I drove to the most dangerous city in the US this weekend to see The Kruger Brothers perform. I just have to tell you to go and listen to a sample on their website, because if I tell you that I went to see a couple of Swiss brothers who moved to the US and now play American rootsy/lovely, lovely melodic banjo-led tunes, you might think I was crazy. Jens plays banjo - kind of like Bela Fleck, but very different - and in my opinion - better (sorry, Bela. You know I love you and have nothing but good memories of seeing you live), and Uwe, the other brother plays guitar and sings with a homey-deep voice. A non-related bassist rounds out the trio...

From the day Dave played their CD for me one in the car, I've loved them... - As the CD played, for the first time in our relationship, I stopped talking. I love those guys. Ok. I have to stop talking again and politely suggest that you listen to the samples.

In unrelated news, I lost my cell phone yesterday while walking. Miraculously I found it about 45 minutes later... "Were you mad?" asked Dave. "No," I answered. I hate that phone so much, the only thing that bothered me a little was the hassle of cancelling one and finding another. I have this endless hate-thing about my cell phone (and my cell carrier, but that's another blog for another day. Suffice it to say I can't sit on my couch and talk to you. I get great reception, however, if I hang the front half of my body out my front door - which is okay except when it's 20-degrees out)

Ok. I'll make a deal with you - I'll stop writing, and you stop reading my blog and go listen to the Krugers! Tell me what you think.