Thursday, December 11, 2008

An evening at the Winery . . .





So yesterday was a pretty good day. We had a chance to kick back a little and have an afternoon to chill out, and get out of the old routine for a few hours. In the mail the other day, we got a newsletter from a local winery called The Winery at Wolf Creek and they are having live music on Mondays and Wednesdays. It's been a long time since we've seen someone play out, so we decided to go.


Based on this sketchbook entry, you can see it wasn't as relaxing an evening as it could have been . . . but not horrible either. The girl who was performing was very talented and had a beautiful voice. It's hard to believe how rude some people can be. The two groups of people (obviously work friends) who were being so loud seemed like they were just getting louder every time the girl would play. It is a sad commentary on society, in a way.


I've seen a real tendency in the workplace these days for a lack of discipline and work ethic (the crabby old man in me talking here). But he whole "lack of respect for anyone else, just because they want what they want" thing . . . what the hell??? Go to any mall or movie or, well pretty much any place these days and it seems far too prevalent for my liking. OK, enough social commentary for tonight, but i think we need to start a movement to wipe out this behavior by challenging it when we see it . . . but will that make me the rude one who just wants what he wants ???

2 comments:

Karen Sandstrom said...

Please accept my condolensces in regard to your rude winery mates. You've hit on one of my gigantic pet peeves. Some years ago I went to see James Taylor at Blossom. Sat on the lawn. Couldn't hear the man sing for all the loud yakking. Wrote a column for the PD about it. Got angry letters from people saying, "It's a rock concert, you jerk - if you don't like it stay home."
Arggh.
But I like your sketch and I'm glad you drew through it.

ZooMan55 said...

Thanks for the comments. It was a nicer place than I was able to render, but you can get the idea. That tapestry over the fireplace was the coolest piece.

OK, if this had happened to JT, there would have been a war. I have a zero tolerance policy when it comes to him.

I have sprung for the pavillion seaats the last couple times I saw him and actually got to shake his hand last time. Didn't wash for weeks. Of course, it didn't improve my guitar playing any.