Holy cow, did we ever rock it last night. I haven’t felt so good about a performance in a long time. We were well-practiced, Ryan hit his quota of half a beer before we took the stage, John was hot on the sticks, and I was caked in sweat by the end of it all. My ever-longening rockstar hair was also a factor.
Today I am tired, worn out, and ready to do it all over again.
I finally posted the photos from our Dinkytowner show a couple of weeks ago! Whew! What a show it was! We rocked it pretty hard, spitting out a powerful set of Cryns #3 tunes with a Mason Jennings cover in there just for show. Many thanks to Jim, Niles, Lisa, and the significant others for supporting us!
Rather than risk getting my guitar confiscated by the gestapo in St. Paul, I decided to forgo tonight’s show in St. Paul, instead opting for the much greener pastures of basketball at Chowen Park in Minneapolis. I am happy to report that Jamie and I quickly dispensed of two high school ballers, proving once again that old people still got it.
Next show is at the Dinkytowner on Sept. 17! Hope to see you there!