Since the last time I bellowed, the arsses had changed somewhat and so did the vibe ( aging musician-speak). No offense Dave, Jack or Dennie, but this last bass player and myself locked in pretty dang nicely. But then we should, we had played together for like 6-8 years or somethin. Some fellers and some fellers with their dames appeared from way back. So that added to the merryment. Always helps a little to play like you need to show 'em you still got "it"...or at least you're trying to get "it" back. Or maybe sorta had "it" maybe at one time, some time ago.
Grooves were good and we swang. Its tough to mawk when it rawks. Its really more fun, at least from a writing standpoint, to rag about it when it sucks...this didn't suck.
