thumping from the basement is james playing along to johnny cash records. his friend tom gave him a cool turntable. now we have at least one with working speakers! it's a great day up here, with cloud cover relieving the heat. the sky is dreamy. the breeze is languid. i got to sleep at 5 a.m. after last night's gig, so soon i hope to be having a sunday afternoon nap. wow! life is good sometimes.
yes, we had a very successful show last night at shenanigan's. james was the perfect combination of raunchy & charming & funny & commanding. the audience was many, happy, responsive all night. i'm so very pleased to be playing the piano so much lately so i can contribute to the band instead of feeling like an add-on.
there's an awesome video circulating on facebook of us last year at don the beachcomber, an historical socal tiki nightclub/restaurant recently closed. it's so awesome, i watched it many times, just to be sure that was me in there with this powerful band sounding as badass as the blasters in their heyday. wow!
and i didn't look fat!
i can't upload the video here, so here is a screenshot.
the other day was such great news about my dear school friend's health; we met for celebratory lunch: oh, what a relief! then yesterday i got a good health report about james & a gruesome shot in my hip. "oh," i wriggled, feeling the strange burning gnaw where it shouldn't be as the 3 inch needle went deep, & kind doctor jen said, "oh yeah, that's the bone." ouch! i'm so hopeful now i will be able to run again...
with the gig over, we now have nothing to worry about except packing for our family trip. wow! it's gonna be great. i've wanted to visit my favorite uncle for 30 years!! this will be a once-in-a-lifetime occasion. happy sunday to you
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