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And then there were those wonderful "after-hour" clubs, and jam sessions that lasted 'til sunrise...


--Mac



That my friend is what I miss most.

When we played weekly club gigs as a trio the toughest task we had was going straight home after a gig because they were at least 10 - 15 clubs we could visit to hear and often sit in with other groups. It truly was a fraternity of musicians in those days back in Nawlins.

Our drummer's wife (we still see her and love her dearly) would often have his clothes packed in a supermarket brown paper bag sitting on the lawn at 5:30 - 6:00 in the AM when I would drop him off. I would only slow down to 5-6 miles per hour and would make him jump and roll as I was afraid she would shoot both of us! We lost Charlie a few years ago, played many a gig with him over a 25 year spam, I really miss that cat. Ah yes the good old days my friend, the good old days.

PS: I'll let the tear-drop on my keyboard serve as my emoticon.

Later,

Danny C.
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