Boats, Planes and Trains

Jack’s Wednesday guest blog – –

A couple of weeks ago I mentioned a flight to Italy where my old band ‘Heritage’ were booked for a festival.

We played concerts, tours, and festivals almost every summer in Scotland and all round Europe for fourteen years, and often times other aspiring singers and bands would ask me how we got the bookings.

Here is an example of how we “booked our gigs,” so that you can see how I couldn’t really help them much:

I was at a party in a friend’s house in Edinburgh, where I was introduced to a French artist who illustrated the cover of a magazine called ‘Escargot Folk.’ He suggested I send information about our band to them, which I did. About a year later I received a copy, and there we were – but – my address was completely garbled and miss-spelled!

Another two years passed, and I got a postcard.

It was from a guy in the northeast of Italy who organized a regional festival there. He had received a bundle of the French magazines and wanted to know if we would be touring in Europe the next year. Well – of course! I blessed the postman who deciphered the address and delivered it.

That first visit to FolkEst in Friuli was by train, which was a great adventure involving us, our luggage, and our instruments…and changing trains in Edinburgh, London, Paris, and Milan before arriving in San Daniele. The next time was the flight over the Eiger!

All our other travels started with similar ‘happenstances’ – we didn’t have an agent, so things just came out of the blue. But it all took me to places I would never have seen and introduced me to people with whom I still keep in touch.

Lessons From Turtle

Some days you have to pull in, tuck up, and regenerate. Some days you lumber through the world, and everything else must get out of your way.

Like a turtle. Turtles are underrated as a species, the butt of jokes about being slow and trying to cross roads. But turtles are amazing creatures, in real life and in folklore.

(I interviewed one once…see below.)

My favorite story about a jerk getting himself out of being a jerk belongs to a turtle, in fact……

Turtle was in a foul temper, which is why he crashed headlong into Elephant’s foot.

Elephant looked down. “Hey, little buddy. You hurt yourself? You were going fast there.” He trumpeted a laugh.

Sucking in air, Turtle growled, “You think you’re a big bad jungle animal? Ha! I could take you with one claw tied behind my shell.”

Elephant blinked. He raised his foot and hovered it over Turtle, who resisted the urge to pull in, as Elephant weighed his options.

“That’s right, take the easy way!” Turtle shouted. “I challenge you to a real duel.”

Lowering his foot, Elephant leaned against a tree as he laughed. “You… me… hahahoho okay, little guy. You’ve got this coming. Say where and when.”

“Edge of the swamp, just before sunset!”

Turtle moved down the road as fast as his legs could carry him, and as Elephant said, “Get your affairs in order, then.”

Straight to the swamp, Turtle went, stuck his head underwater, and yelled, “Yo, Hippo!”

Hippo came up with a loud yawn. “This better be good; you woke me up.”

“I’m stronger than you,” Turtle said, examining his claws with an air of disdain.

Hippo turned his head and gave Turtle side-eye. “You’re… what now?”

“I said what I said. And I’ll prove it. Be in those rushes over there just before sunset. I’m challenging you to a duel!”

Muttering, “You’ve lost your mind; I’ll be there,” Hippo sank into the mud.

That evening, Turtle waited in the tall plants at the edge of the swamp with a heavy vine.

When Hippo appeared, he gave him one end. “When I yell go, pull. First one to pull the other into the bog or onto the land wins.”

With another “You’re crazy,” Hippo took the rope and waited.

Turtle crawled to the land with the other end, and gave it to Elephant, who appeared with a few friends. He got the same instructions, as his friends trumpeted laughter. Turtle crawled into the reed and yelled “Go!’

Hippo pulled; Elephant pulled. For almost an hour they pulled, but neither mighty animal could beat the other.

Finally Turtle yelled, “Stop!” Then he crawled to the bank where Elephant lay, panting with exhaustion.

“Well?” Turtle said, and Elephant looked at him with new respect.

“I had no idea you were so… tough. Truce?” Elephant huffed.

Turtle inclined his head graciously as Elephant’s friends helped him up, casting furtive glances back at Turtle.

Inside the swamp, Hippo’s eyes were glazed. “How did you get so strong?!” he sputtered.

“Kale. I eat a lot of kale. You ready to admit I’m tougher than I look?”

“Absolutely. Hey, could you bring me some kale? I’ll pay you.”

“I’ll think about it,” Turtle turned on his claw and sauntered away.

Moral: If your big mouth gets you in trouble, use your big brain to get out of it.