Walking tour of Boston. Old Colonial haunts. Toft plays at the Liberty Hotel. A night on the town. Paul gets his rail pass.
On July 6, our good friend Toft Willingham, producer, engineer, and lead singer of Spiritual Rez, happened to play a solo acoustic set at the Liberty Hotel in Boston, which is a converted prison. We sat in the courtyard in the cool, breezy, sunny Boston afternoon and drank beers brewed in Nantucket and ate oysters plucked from Nantucket Bay while Toft sang for the crowd. Here’s a sampling of the afternoon.
Check out the crowd pan at 2:08. My apologies to Ian “Meat” Miller, drummer of Spiritual Rez, for the belly zoom at 2:22.
You’ll see a variety of photos in this album. Some are the sunsets over Windmill Bay on Lake Champlain at my Uncle Dave’s house and photos of the marina at the corner of New York, Vermont, and Canada. (Fun fact: gas in Canada is something like $8.50 a gallon, so the Quebecians drive down into Vermont to fill up for less than half that amount.) Some photos are of that tie dye shop I wrote about earlier. Then there’s the parade in my mom’s home town of Woodsville, NH, Aunt Jane’s house in Warren, NH with the mountain view and the graveyard behind, Aunt Judy’s house in Bath, NH with the big beautiful property on the Ammonoosuk River, and the aftermath of the wicked surprise storm that blew down off the mountain on the evening of the Fourth and toppled trees all over Aunt Judy’s property with 100 mph winds.
Those are my folks at the start there. Keep your eyes on those colonists and their canon blast at 2:09. That fire truck going back the other way at 2:53 is the real deal, followed closely by my brother head banging to the local rock band and more general mayhem.