We arrived travel worn and TIRED. Us in the van on the way to the hotel…we pretty much felt like this on and off for 8 days..
We stayed at a little place RIGHT under the acropolis, where we got to wander the the streets by night, causing mischief…
We did some sightseeing during the day when we could stay awake…Robin and Jason at the ole Acrop..
Jason rocking out w/ a Bouzouki, the national instrument, kind of like a long Mandolin w/ 2 strings…played EVERYWHERE. This is in the museum of instruments.
We played for 7 nights in a ROW at a place called the Half Note Jazz Club right downtown. The joint was full of ambiance, intimate and full of the nicest people, esp the owners and staff.
Skip outside the club with our friend Matt
The boys in blue, inside the club
The drinks were stiff and the smoke thick, and we had a great time all week. The crowds were a bit quiet compared to what we are used to in the states, and soon we came to know that a smile from the staunch old man in the back, meant he REALLY liked the show! Every night was packed and we were lucky to get home by 3am.
“Hello, and welcome to the club…”
And some nights, we would stay up until 6am because we were SO jet lagged and there was so much to do! For instance one night we went out to see traditional Rembetico music- Greek music involving Bouzouki’s violin, singing, lyras and more…Very beautiful and soulful. We stumbled upon a non-touristy joint upstairs in “the bad part of town.” Where the wine flowed freely and the menu was written for Midas…We sat and ate loved it! It was also Mark’s birthday, so he got a treat… The band sat under an arch, and people threw flowers at dancers-anyone could get up and dance when they felt inspired..
The music went until 6am, which is about when we left…
Ursula outside the joint..
Inside, during a dance. You can see the flowers on the floor..
One day we went to the Oracle of Delphi, a gorgeous spot where people would come from miles around to ask her questions. She sat in the temple of Apollo. The town was built on a hill in a valley and went up and up…lots of ruins still intact..
Mark on the hill..
Our last day in Greece, we flew to the mystical island of CRETE, where we played one show in this bizarre cafe inside a movie theater multiplex. We were DOG tired and not one of us possibly imagined how we could get on stage much less be funny or engaged. But, when showtime rolled around the place filled to the brim with screaming, enthusiastic people and the magic of showtime came into action and there we were, having the time of our lives…
It was a great way to end the tour…
Earlier that day, we appeared LIVE on Crete TV on a hilarious daytime talk show. Totally bizarre and one for the books…here is a clip below