Folks,

Saturday night was a success, of sorts. We packed up the rock van and headed on down to NYC to deliver the pain, but it didn't quite work that way.

I mean, the trip down was fine and uneventful, loaded with excess amounts of candy and numerous rounds of "who would you do?" (a game where you pick three people, preferably who you know, and then rank them in the order that you would do them).

As for the show, we played well to a fairly decent sized audience. The only snafu came when Jordan broke the head of the bass drum. Luckily, the head isn't the part of the drum that makes the noise. Oh wait, that's exactly what it does. So the rest of the show was semi-acoustic and bass drum free. Sounds hot, huh? Not so much.

Apres show we ate at Katz's Deli and headed home with pastrami filled bellies and somewhat happy hearts.

Rock and roll.