People,

So the band reconvened last night and there were smiles all around.....for about six minutes. Once we hit the basement and cranked up the amps it was a different story. It was as if we had never played together in our lives. We were all missing parts of songs, forgetting chords, dropping beats etc. It was stone cold amateur.

We also got tired really fast and then got crabby with each other about when to knock off. Dag.

Anyway, contrary to what you might think these are all good signs. The worse we play last night, the better we will be at TT's tomorrow. Guaranteed. All the slip ups will somehow be magically converted into moments of improvised glory, the dropped beats into funky 11/16 breakdowns and the forgotten chords into uncharted jazz odyssies. It happens every time.

In short people, the rock works in mysterious ways.