070725 - Antigonish

Antigonish - Opportunity knocks me out.

I entered the Piper’s Pub to have a quick brew, as I was busking in Antigonish. The entertainer’s on stage were looking flustered trying to get the audio equipment to work. I’m a sound guy by profession, so I gave them a hand, and gave them a nice sound. In return, the Celtic musicians said “hey, do you want to play a set tonight?”

Of course I did.

So, I’m on stage, playing my acoustic guitar, warming myself up. A few songs in, I did my Kitchener-Waterloo-Polka-Rap special remix of Maybe Yo’ Momma. Some hippy chicks started dancing up front. A big Jamaican woman started dancing on stage.

So, I decided to play Cool Breeze, a pure hiphop song. I plugged in the computerized beat and started rapping. The big Jamaican woman started booty-rubbing on me and dancing all crazy. The hippy chicks are loosing it. The crowd is entertained… so I think.

At the end of the song, a big bouncer in a blue shirt grabs me by arm, drags me offstage and says “we don’t play that kind of music here”.

I sat outside, humiliated and confused, and went back in to retrieve my shit. The bartender gave me a beer and apologized. “We’re just not that kind of bar”.

I didn’t sleep well that night, so I drove to the Pictou County ferry to PEI.