Good things come in small packages

 We walked into the Rockwood Music Hall.  The inward swinging door nearly bumped the current performer mid song.  The term "music hall" implies to me a large room. So I was expecting something different.  Rockwood Music Hall is a little bit larger than my living room, but a very cool place.  The gal I about made swallow her microphone was Jill Stevenson -- another great musical experience I was not expecting.  Our good friend and label mate Benjamin Wagner played next and was nice enough to invite us up for a couple of songs. (Benjamin’s new CD Heartland drops November 15.  Go on over to www.authenticrecordsonline.com  for details.)

When we are on tour and playing a show that for one reason or another is weird we always bet whether or not anyone will be there.  A midnight show on a Monday in the rain is a perfect recipe for playing to literally no one but the bar and sound staff.  I always thought it would be funny and kind of cool to play a show like.  The crowd was small at 9:00 last night but when we finally took the stage at 12:45 after an hour long set by what I can only describe as Steve Vai meets Kenny G except on guitar it was us, the bar staff, the sound guy, and five other people.  Suddenly the idea of playing to no one isn’t so romantic.  Two fifths of the crowd was there to see Yanni Tesch and leaves.  Yikes.  One of the remaining three passes out in the bathroom.   Yikes.  The other two remaining folks were treated to three of the best songs we have ever played!!!  To be completely accurate half of those two left half way through our one quarter length set. YIKES!