Right after we were finished .......Well not right after, because NewSpring served Sullivans Cheesecake. ( previous post )
But right after that, Kristie and I hurried over to the Carpenter's Cellar in Greenville.
There was a street concert in town featuring Kevin Costner's band a couple of blocks away and they had several streets blocked off. And a huge crowd. But after driving half way to Simpsonville we made our way around the crowd to arrive at the Carpenter's Cellar. We were there to see Steven Delopoulos of Burlap to Cashmere. He was playing a surprise gig there with only three days notice. I had committed to work camera at church and was wondering if I'd get there before he took the stage. We had time to spare as it turned out. Steven was getting a late start, because the early bands ran long. So while I stood in the MOB ( from the street fest going on two blocks away )holding our place in line, Kristie went in to the Pizza place upstairs. We had a great chicken something toasted sub-type sandwich thing. But it was good. . Steven finally came on after a warm-up from Judd and Maggie at around 10:45. If you like guitar. If you like acoustic, finger picking Flamenco style playing then you should have been there. Steven was the writer and lead singer and one of the super guitar-picker talents of Burlap to Cashmere. He played more than an hour and played more notes than most players play in a year. His vocal style would fit right in with Harry Chapin and at times a young James Taylor. Except his songs are much more in depth. Steven, who jokingly told the crowd for this tour he will be known as "Jim Bo" ( inside Joke with the opener I think ) had with him his RARE very hard to find "Live at the BlueBird Cafe" cd. I jump on that before the sound check was even over. Unfortunately he did not have any copies of his "Me, Died Blue " cd so I'll have to hit the Zondervan book store Monday. I already have both the B2C cd's and Steven...er Jim Bo's ep "Work To Be Done". And his new cd "StraightJacket" comes out in a couple weeks.

It was 2 am by the time Kristie and I got home, but I had a ball. Le's see you here again real soon, Jim Bo.