I went in a time machine on Thursday and Sunday nights. I went back to a time where the power to ROCK! reigned. My friend Ross King, asked me to play a few shows and I, of course, complied. (And by "asked me" I mean "I begged him"...for the record). Leading up to the gigs, I told the Mrs. that cleaning, eating, and over-all relationshiping would be put on the back burner. She was elated.....not.

Thursday night, we played to a crowd of 50 (a generous estimate). We, of course, rawked and rawked hard. We played songs from his new record, which, of course, rawks. I actually never played acoustic and sang harmonies before, but it worked out quite well. I met Michael from community church fame. We had a good time discussing Arrested Development and Scrubs. I mean, he could drown puppies for fun, but love those two shows and you're hip like flip to me. Sunday Night wasn't as good sonically, but from the rockin' stand point we gave them what they were looking for.

The Hempfield UMC crew have a NICE church. Their youth group was easily 100+ kids. They had a video introduction for Ross based on "Apocalypto". It was as awkward and as awesome as it sounds. anywho, I miss playing. I wish I could do it more. At least I have motivation to do the album.

It's been beautiful outside. Warm and Sunny. Nothing like when the warm weather extends into September. I can't wait for when Ross comes up.  I've been listening to the new record nonstop. The tracks I got to hear ahead of time were great. Music always stirs something in me.

 Warm weather, a beautiful wife, and some good music.