The Inkwell Collective

they found a hand, they found the dollhouse room

it was very cold on sunday afternoon when we pulled into the oshkosh public museum parking lot. the museum is kind of a cool place--an old mansion that has been turned into a local history museum with some nice interpretive exhibits and the apostle clock. they also host traveling exhibits, and just had one about pirates which featured a sweetly dessicated corpse--for the kids, of course!

anyway, it was cold and we loaded all of our stuff up. jessica was sick, but played anyway, even after we forgot the cables for her piano (she drove home and got them). we were led into a small, well-lit room in the basement. this was the dollhouse room, being filled with three large, fully decorated and peopled doll-sized buildings. there was a space for us against one wall and a few rows of chairs set up. emily and jesse showed up and we proceeded to play the oddest "show" ever. we started playing at noon and basically nobody showed up until after our well-earned cookie and "perked, spiced cider" break at 1:30. at 2:00, the four of us called scott and told him not to come; namiah never showed up, which is all the better. we did have a packed room for our set of inkwell collective songs from about 2-3. then the puppet show started upstairs and we were playing to ourselves again for the next half hour. oh, an 80 year old woman stopped by as we played christmas carols and noted that it was nice to hear some good music, not that pounding noise! which i can only assume meant that she had probably not heard our earlier set.

so, this gig was stranger than my high school reunion gig, but it paid 7500% more. although we were basemented, it was still kind of a fun way to spend a cold afternoon. thanks, oshkosh public museum. see you next year!

the inkwell collective