Concerning the seats.

When I arrived I wound up with my back to the table, sitting between the performers and the other people at the table. Now, if I was 5'5" that would be no problem. But I am 6'3" and I am wide. When Jeri got up from her seat I saw my opportunity to retreat to the back of the audience. And I saw the opportunity to give my dear friend Jeri the chance to see the performers up close and personal. And, as you can see from her post above she appreciated it, with the possible exception of being too close to Don Sineti as he sang.

Note: For those who do not know Don Sineti physically he resembles a refrigerator on which someone has put a head. Acoustically he resembles a refrigerator into which someone has all the stuffed amplifiers and double bass woofers it will hold. He is one hell of a guy and one hell of a singer who can be enjoyed at any range but only with ear plugs when up close. Once, at Mystic, I was walking from the boatyard towards the seaport. I could hear Don leading a chanty. When I cleared the buildings I could see him, about 150 yards away. His back up singers stood at the microphones while he stood, hands on his hips, singing without any amplification at all.