Nancy Tucker

Date: Mon, 25 Apr 1994

Vic's Music Corner -- A Boston Weekend

One of the advantages of having a lot of frequent flier miles is the ability to go places as a lark. We've been to Atlanta for a wedding, to Sarasota for a brief respite, and last weekend to Boston for a one- woman show.

The trip to Boston came out of the Folk Alliance conference in Boston in February where we met up with Nancy Tucker, perhaps the funniest person we know. She has been at Falcon Ridge Festival the last two years and will be back there in July. Nancy primarily is a children's performer, but her routines keep adults in stitches. She is also a first-class guitar picker, somehow getting a humorous touch even into her instrumental numbers.

Nancy has two CD's out Playing With Fire, an instrumental album with such songs as "Mudpies," "Elephant Laundry Day," "Curry Sundown" and "I Still Miss the River." She also has a album showcasing all of her songwriting, singing, and instrumental capabilities called Treasures From The Attic. Treasures is a treasure, available from Nancy Tucker, PO Box 186, Bloomfield, CT 06002.

Nancy has a one-woman show called "Everything Reminds Me of My Therapist," including some rubber-face artistry, some stand-up comic routines, some instrumental numbers, some introspective monologues, and some very touching numbers that reminds me that clowns can be unhappy people too. If you have a chance, get tickets for her show and see her -- she sold out a 300 seat church in Cambridge the night we saw her.

Our weekend consisted of a flight to Boston on Saturday morning, a MTA ride to Kendall Square for a lobster lunch, a walk around Cambridge on a beautiful sunny afternoon, and a stop at the HMV record shop in the heart of Cambridge. As you can suspect, Reba sees me go into a record store with the same apprehension as the wife of a drunk seeing him enter a pub. She just knows what is going to happen. And it did. What a great folk department.

Then we saw Nancy's show and collapsed back at our hotel.

Sunday our friend Harry again joined us, Nancy and her manager and friend, Marlow Shami for a brunch at the revolving restaurant on the top of the Cambridge Hyatt. We had a grand conversation and splendid food. Truly remarkable variety, and the price was right. Highly recommended.

Then Nancy and Marlow dropped us at a MTA stop and we were off to Logan and our Southbound flight. We got home around 7 PM, in time to dash to the Birchmere and a wonderful split gig of Brooks Williams and David Buskin.

Did we have a ball? You Betcha, Red Ryder!

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