I don't know about you, but this week I'm playing a hoedown, a rock concert, and a jazz brunch. If variety is the spice of life, then I have paprika all over my beard. Just the way I likes it.
The Big Mechanical Bull show at the Stone Pony was a blast. Thanks to all who came, and comedy-related thanks to the semi-motivated absentee soundguy who had the volume level of one of Pete's tom drums far, far louder than the rest of his entire drumkit for the first two songs.
My jazz record Standards is nearing completion after a month-and-a-half long setback due to an amplifier explosion and subsequent repair. Can't stop the jazz!