At the end of the last show, Bela told Mike and I that he was going to be playing up in Concord with Mike Marshall and Edgar Meyers. So two weeks later there we were. When Bela walked out on stage Mike and I started yelling. He looked up to see our smiling faces. I'm not sure whether the look on his face was on of amusement or fear.
After the show Bela took the time to speak with us again, and we explained that we were supposed to have been to work at 10:00. We had pulled down one of his concert posters from out side, and at this point we handed it to him and ask him to write and excuse to our boss. being the decent person that he is he obliged. It read something like "Dear Don, please excuse Mike and Paul for being late as they were....." The only other words I recall were assimilating and gyrating. So round about midnite we roll up to work with big grins and feathers flying out of our mouths. For some reason despite our condition we were allowed to work. I can only hope that Don kept that poster. Sad to say I doubt he did. He was a Maine hick.
Haven't seen Bela Fleck since then but I still maintain my status as a fecal head.
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