While in Canada- I'm funny like a clown

halifax.jpgI had the strangest thing happen. First of all, I was switching planes at JFK on my way from San Diego to Halifax when I gave a call to Francois, the director of the Deep Roots Festival in Wolfville to let him know my plane was on time. He started to inform me of my set times and that I would be doing a song swap with Peter Case. I was excited to catch up with Peter as I hadn't seen him in some time. Plus, I'm a huge fan so that was a bonus and a half. But then, somewhere in the conversation he let it slip that I would be emceeing Friday night's show on the main stage. I freaked out because I don't really think of myself as an emcee and it kind of pissed me off because no one had informed that this was going to be my role. He kept saying to me, "You'll be great! Don't worry steve. You're a natural." I immediately got off the phone and called my Canadian booking agent and let him know I wasn't happy about this at all. He said, "I thought i told you. Sorry about that." This further infuriated me and then I just decided to let it go. I think it was just my ego thinking it was below me to be an emcee. Plus, I was nervous having to introduce acts and I didn't want to screw it up as I had no time to prepare. It turned out to be really cool because I got to play songs songs between all the acts while the stage was rearranged. So I learned a lesson that I should sometimes just chill the duck out when I start to freak out over a supposed slight. It was actually really fun being the emcee. Except for the fact that I was referred to as a clown. I'm funny how, I mean funny like I'm a clown, I amuse you? Anyways, that's not what I'm here to talk to you about. The weirdest thing that happened was when I walked out on stage midway through the show I asked the audience of 1,500 people at Convocation Hall at Acadia College to let me know who they wanted me to vote for. I told them that I was a dual citizen of The United States and Canada. So since I am allowed to vote in the upcoming election I promised that I vote for the candidate they wanted. So I asked the crowd, "how many people here in this beautiful theater want me to vote for John McCain?" There was dead silence. I mean, you could have heard a pin drop. Then I asked, "how many people here want me to vote for Barack Obama?" The place went nuts. Lots of screaming and wild cheering. So then I opened up my jacket which had remained closed up all night (above) and said, "I guess I wore the right shirt!" They even mentioned it here. I just thought that was very strange and the dead silence was not expected. I just added a show in Austin, Texas on Oct 20. It's at The Continental Club and I go on at 11 pm. It's a benefit for Jon Dee Graham's out of control medical costs from his unfortunate car accident while driving home from a show in Dallas. We're going to raise enough hopefully to take care of the thing in one shot! Peace, Steve