On Tuesday night, I went with Barbara, Christine and Pat to the Vieux Dublin. Actually, Joe showed up part-way through the night, which was a nice surprise.

I was completely unaware that we were there to hear someone sing. So I was surprised when a woman walked over, introduced herself, thanked us for showing up, and handed out leaflets. Her name is Heather Dale, and apparently Pat knew her before in a different setting.

I recognised the name quickly, because I recall icedrake trying to get a bunch of people to go to her concert, when she was performing in Waterloo. She got her degree in Environmental Studies there, so I guess it's quite the leap to turn into a performing songwriter that travels the country. Certainly bars have more character than cubicles, even if you do have to suffer with the hair/clothing damage induced by smoke.

Heather had a very clear voice, which suited some of her airy songs. But it didn't work so well for any of her darker songs, which really require a darker, huskier tone. Still, her performance was quite enjoyable. I especially like the digital sequencer she brought along, which she had cable-tied to her keyboard. But I'm always a sucker for toys with buttons on them.