Like any road trip we’ve ever taken, the tour starts with much chaos: I get to the airport early just as a thunderstorm descends over Nashville and no, that’s not the reason we’re delayed, there’s a crew delay and no one to clean or fly the plane and we end up leaving two hours late, no worries according to the nice people at United, we’ll make our connecting flight no problem and if not there’s one right after it….sure.
So I wait to get on the plane and I have my tele with me that I just restrung with piano wire and tuned down to dropped C and I’m messing with it and this familiar voice from behind me says “hey sean, where are you off to?” and I turn around and it’s Emily Lou and I’m going to Buffalo I say and where’s she going to “Telluride” she say’s and I’m like “can we trade?” and standing behind her is Buddy Miller and I always thought he was taller, but I’m like “You’re Buddy Miller aren’t you?” and yes, he is Buddy Miller and I can’t help but gush…I am a big fan, but I try to maintain at least a little bit of cool, but I can’t help telling him how I’ve covered a couple of his songs and I guess I’ll urn a copy for Emmy and maybe he’ll actually hear ‘em…
The thought of that happening is weird. Even weirder that the reality of having Emmy Lou recognize me and come over and say “hey.”
Murray and I get on the flight to Buffalo via Dulles and we land in Dulles and our connecting flight to Buffalo is right nest to us on the tarmac and I attempt to walk over to it but security will have none of that “but the lady said it was okay…” I say and she really but like a tool I do what they tell me and walk up the stairs into the terminal and walk one gat over and the door to the plane is locked but the stairs are still down and there’s no one around to let me and Murray onto the plane and we call someone at United and they can’t help and we stand there and watch as our flight packs up and takes off with out us…and I’m not real happy about that but they did say they’d get us to Buffalo sometime today so no worried but we go to customer service and now the story is they can’t get us to Buffalo til 0pm tonight both the earlier flights they said we could get on are now oversold and I am REALLY not happy with United at this point. I’m not happy with them NOW either. DON’T FLY UNITED, They SUCK.
So what are we gonna do? and the best solution I can arrive at is to tell the boys to load up the wagon and meet us in NJ…we can get on a flight to JFK right away and Murray has friends in NYC and I haven’t been there in many many years so what the hell? We’ll make the most of it…and we save ourselves a seven hour drive and get to go tooling around Manhattan and truth be told we have an awesome time..we get dinner at some French place on the street and it good wine and hanger steaks and unbelievably it’s pretty cheap and the food is great and the people watching is some great entertainment and I’m happy it worked out this way. We go walking through the East Village and then up to times square and the South St Sea Port and there’s just this too-much-at-once but it’s pretty cool and we visit Murrays friend Vicky in the upperwest-side and she’s really cool and her town house is like something out of better homes and gardens and the hang is great and before you know it it’s time for us to get a ride to Holmdel and I love NY..don’t think I could live there…but it was good to see you again.
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