
My gig with the Chesapeake Squares was a little more interesting than usual tonight.
Being so soon after the recent IAGSDC convention, many of the regulars were staying at home to recuperate or were still in transit back from Denver. We were 15 minutes into the night when we finally had enough dancers for a square and those who did come guaranteed an evening of Mainstream level calling.
While the building's heating system has been turned off, the air conditioning systems are not yet active. Thus, we were sweltering by the end of the first tip. By general agreement, we had longer breaks between tips and I endeavoured to use slower selections from my music library. I also went easy on some moderately athletic calls such as 'swing.'
The hall did have one working floor fan so the square (yes, singular) migrated to its vicinity at the back of the hall while I was set up on the stage at the front. No problem: I just turn up the sound a little. Except, of course, that it made it much harder to see which girl was with which boy and in what order.
Because of the heat & humidity, we knocked off 10 minutes early. In all, I think I called only three tips instead of the six to seven I try to fit in. Ah, well... we do what we can with what we have.