Okay, so Saturday night is my CD release celebration at the Hideaway Cafe in St. Pete. I'm really looking forward to the whole affair.
All of my favorite rock'n'rollers have been fearless. Oh sure, I love a polished, can't go wrong act as much as the next guy. I live for the lunatics, though. The reason that I consider NRBQ the best band ever is their disregard for a plan. They always ran out and Terry Adams began pounding the keys with whatever came to his mind. It didn't always work. On an off night they were merely a damned fine bar band. When the stars lined up, though, magic was knee deep on that stage.
Chinese Mary Jane is my band for this soiree. We're gonna rehearse once between now and then. I have a set list of sorts, too. I don't phone in for shows. I might not have enough left at this point. I never cared for wrestlers who didn't bleed all over the mat. I know that everyone shows up knowing that Dale might turn right at any point. I can't wait.