thoughts of a deviant
  entry created: Wednesday 5 January 2005, 7:13am (NZ time)
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Location:  Cyberlink, Philipsburg
Local time:  Tuesday, 2:10pm

First of all, my heart goes out to all those affected by the tsunami in Asia. It's so utterly appalling to think that over 150,000 have died already from it, while I live out my little unimportant existence far away in the Caribbean.

Secondly, I just wanted to mention my father, who called me a few days before Christmas to say that the chemotherapy he's been undergoing for the last six months seems to have worked and the docs are giving him the all-clear. 100% remission on the cancer. I never expected to break down crying in the middle of town while doing my Christmas shopping. I'm so happy for you Dad.

So, things are coming along here in Sint Maarten (except for the stupid traffic, which seems to be always at a standstill). We have 4 regular weekly gigs at present, with more to come. The business cards have been professionally printed and laminated and are looking slick, we've just purchased a new 12-channel digital mixing board and second 800-watt speaker to compliment our existing one, and we're looking more and more like a real band every day! (where's my drum kit though, dammit!)

On Christmas Eve we played on the boardwalk in Philipsburg, at the busiest spot outside 3 separate restaurants (they all pitch in to pay us). That was a good gig (we consequently got another regular gig from somebody watching us that night), but I lost US$250 cash which I'd just been paid. I had stuck it between my legs in the car, but we ended up getting parked-in to the car park, so I had to get out of the car again and didn't think about the money. Later on I remembered seeing some dude scoop something off the ground, but I didn't register it at the time. So that kinda killed my Christmas mood. I'd missed a nice Christmas dinner at JP & Lorna's to play that gig too. Anyway, we scored another job from it...

New Year's Eve we played again in the same spot on the Boardwalk (a long, wide paved walkway running down the main beach in Philipsburg, with a bunch of shops and restaurants on one side). Les and I (the JukeBox Heroes) fronted a 6-piece full band, playing a range of local and white-man's music. That went off really well too.

We've found a little studio apartment right on the beach in Simpson Bay, and the only problem is that there's a bunch of roosters (!!) living at the place next door, and I do NOT appreciate being woken at 4am by these damn crooning birds. They say you get used to it, but it hasn't happened yet. Does anybody know a good recipe for rooster?...

Okay, my time is running out. I'm planning on getting some more photos up next time I update my diary. Until then, happy new year everybody.

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