Smoke on the Water

Well I finally did it. I played at the Montreaux Jazz Festival. I have been hearing about it for years. We even went to a party at "a funky Claude was running in and out" Knobs's home high, high, high above the town. We drove far up into the rainclouds which obscured the view a bit which I am sure was amazing. It was an exquisite party with the best champagne, appetizers and wine served by gorgeous hostesses in crisp white shirts and elegant black slacks. Claude has two magnificent Burmese mountain dogs that were completely devoted to him. I couldn't even get close enough to get dog hair on me. So frustrating! Anyway, after our nourishment we headed back down the hill to work for our supper. The show was good although the sound was a little strange and you'd think for a hall name after Miles Davis, they might have a decent dressing room but sadly ...no.