Well, lets see if I can cover the final bits about DragonCon.


Saturday at DragonCon

After I got sick (see Dragon 2004 Adventures, Part I), the weekend kinda flew by in a daze... but it was still a pleasant daze. I think it was Saturday afternoon we had a show in the Art Room. A couple dozen people gathered around a small space blocking paths to the art. After our Concourse show on Friday, I was kinda wanting to play some more traditional music, so we reintroduced folks to a mix of traditional Celtic songs as well as a some of our fun filk.

I've got our set list in front of me though. And ye know, it doesn't look a bit familiar... I think we diverged a bit, though I do remember playing "Fellowship of the Ring" and "My Love Is Like A Red, Red Rose." But this "Mr Spock Is a Tribble" thing. Oh yeah, that was a joke song Andrew threw out when we were coming up with the set list. He better watch out, or people will start requesting it. (wink, wink, nudge, nudge)

After that show, we did a wee bit o'wandering through the Dealer's Room, entertaining vendors and celebrities. While we didn't get pulled aside as much this year, it really seems like they enjoyed the musical interlude much much more than the previous years.

I then stopped off to one of the vendors in the art room for a massage and a wee bit o'aromatheraphy, which worked wonders for my breathing later that evening.

That evening in the filk room, I sat down on front tuning my autoharp and next thing I know I had a crowd of people around me. I guess autoharp tuning is a nice form of entertainment. ;)

Well, it was our DragonCon "Stalkers" as well as Cat and Ali of the Three Ravens, a female singing group who perform at the Georgia Renaissance Festival.

They all kept joking about me being like a campfire. Not sure where that came from. But they were all huddled around me so the analogy kinda worked. Just glad they didn't pull out the smores. Makes it difficult to sing.

The Filk Show was raucous. The place was packed. We were worried whether people could hear us especially with all the banter... or as some would call it "heckling" from the audience. But all in all, it was a smash. Though I think next year we're gonna have to hire a guard to keep the young girls from trying to lift up our kilts!

After the show, I went upstairs and passed out hoping to kick this sickness in the butt. No such luck...


Sunday at DragonCon

I slept late that morning at DragonCon. I needed the rest, but it didn't seem to help. So finally I went downstairs and Andrew and I headed back for the vendors area for a bit, sticking to instrumentals.

I wish I had my notes, because we got to play for a bunch of wonderful folks. And made some new friends in the process. We also finally took the Utilikilts folks some of our "Real Men Wear Kilts" free stickers.

I took a few naps during the day and by the time of our last Filk Show, my voice was hell. Andrew and I sang "The Scotsman" together then I informed him, it was an all-Andrew show.

This was an absolute first. We performed all the songs that Andrew sings, and it was a smashing success. But to mix it up a bit, we had the Three Ravens lead the room in a singing of "Health to the Company." All things considered, I was pretty pleased with the result.

After the show, I decided that I needed medication, and I was gonna enjoy myself for a wee bit of the late DragonCon hours. So I grabbed my drum and headed to the drum circle... Well after I had my face painted by Liana, my artsy Dark Elven friend.

Oh! And I finally took some DragonCon pictures. I didn't take many that weekend, but at least I got a few.

I didn't last long before I decided to hit the hay.


DragonCon Comes to a Close

I woke up at a decent time still feeling horrible. But we got the place setup. I don't remember if I mentioned it but Jessica, Shandy, Mike, and Bridgette did a brilliant job helping us sell CDs.

With no shows, the day lounged by as folks slowly made their way home. Many heading back down to the disaster area awaiting them in Florida after Hurricane Frances wrecked havoc. Others just didn't want to leave.

As bad as I felt by Tuesday, I was very thankful to have had Andrew driving us back home. And while, feeling sick kinda slowed down my partying, I had a great time out there. I can't wait until next year!


Oh! I forgot to mention, our Limited Edition, Brobdingnagian Fairy Tales EP sold really well. That definitely helped to make this whole weekend a smashing success.