Tuesday, March 09, 2004

Drum Crop

I remember travelling with the Ambassadors in the summer of 1980 to the American mid-west. I think our first stop was in Michigan. We had come to the end of a long, long trip in coaches from Newmarket but the excitement of being "on tour" was still with us. It was late, dark and raining when we arrived at our quarters in small town community centre. I still can see the hastily scrawled sign taped on the door of the arena as we stumbled through carrying sleeping bags and suitcases.

It read "Drum Crop". Welcome to the big time kids. Wheee.

Fortunately, things got better from there.

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