Basin Park Hotel, one of the venues we tried out Back in early February, after playing a Mardi Gras party at a retirement home, we were enjoying some spicy gumbo with the staff when our friend TJ sent us a text. He and his brother Mark invited us to St. Louis to be part of the St. Patrick’s festivities. We were excited! So excited we locked our keys in the truck!
About a month and a half later we were on our way with a stopover in the charming Ozark mountain village, Eureka Springs. It’s a cozy spot, with steep curvy streets and springs seeping out everywhere. Tall Victorian buildings with iron balconies are built right into rock walls. The off-season was quiet, even so a handful of buskers strummed hopefully on their guitars here and there.
Where could we play music? We had seen an enchanting picture of the Blarney Stone online, but that was shut down. We visited the Pied Piper, and were welcomed. It was an option. We wandered around asking locals where to play: street painters, merchants, hotel employees, folks walking dogs, waitresses. They all said Chelsea’s....
About a month and a half later we were on our way with a stopover in the charming Ozark mountain village, Eureka Springs. It’s a cozy spot, with steep curvy streets and springs seeping out everywhere. Tall Victorian buildings with iron balconies are built right into rock walls. The off-season was quiet, even so a handful of buskers strummed hopefully on their guitars here and there.
Where could we play music? We had seen an enchanting picture of the Blarney Stone online, but that was shut down. We visited the Pied Piper, and were welcomed. It was an option. We wandered around asking locals where to play: street painters, merchants, hotel employees, folks walking dogs, waitresses. They all said Chelsea’s....
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