You'd'a thought that a Saturday a week in front of Easter would be a "good one", but it was freakishly windy in the daytime, and freezing-cold windy once the sun set. It was pretty hard to get anybody to sit for a song or two.
So it was a pretty slow night, and that was reflected in the worst-in-a-while tip jar results. Good thing we're not in it for the money...
The guy who runs the annual "FĂȘte de la Musique" street music festival came by and whined at me about having to miss it this year (due to a nephew's wedding). That's flattering, but it's actually not a very good gig anyway. I'm gonna miss the night-before musician's party more than the festival itself.
Anyway, it can only get warmer and better from here.
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