WTF!?!

Yeah, so we played a show last night that... prior to getting into it... was a complete cluster fuck. The show was double booked then rebooked, but for a different room than we thought. Then, after wrangling everyone and the proper equipment and sound checking, our buddy Andrew Grimm played some songs to kick off the festivities. Grimm was playing through my guitar rig when my amp went up.

As if the night was not fucked up enough, my amp shit the bed. Well, Grimm is a pro and he got through it - all lit up for the holidays. The dude is a great writer and musician. Sorry about the whole mess, Grimm.

I was boiling from the entire fiasco. So we got rolling, but my head was swimming. I (we) struggled through the first couple of songs, but things pulled together as we went. Thanks to all the folks who came out and had fun with us. All in all I had fun playing... I pretty much always do. The boys are great and thank god we've got things back on track personnel-wise after a shaky fall. As the night drew to a close, folks were really into it, dancing and hollering and spilling beer. We had to shut down at midnight in the room we were in which bummed me out because I had finally shaken the baggage of the whole night, the boys were really tightening up and I could have played all night. We shut her down though, took a breath, and realized we came out of it alive and well and feeling better for it.

No, Mr. Grimm, we did not all die.... we came out alive. Maybe a little part of me is dead, but most of me is alive. Then of course it was a full-on scene trying to get out of there. Today I'm drained. Emotionally, physically. Everything does not have to be so fucking hard man. It really doesn't.