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I’ve been wanting to blog about last week’s Schubas gig. But, frankly, it left me a bit speechless (not easy to do). This will sound ridiculous, but the gig has put me in a quandary. It wasn’t just good… it was too good.

Hear me out. I’m not saying that it was perfect, and I’m certainly not saying that I was perfect. I’m sure the other performers, too, could name things they’d have done differently.

But it was everything I would want from a gig. From the booking of the gig to the actual performance, everything just went like clockwork, and on January 30th, more than 150 of our friends packed into the best venue in Chicago to enjoy one of the most musical, entertaining, and balanced bills I’ve ever been a part of. It was magical.

So now what? Simply repeat? And is it possible to? Comments are welcome!

One thing we in the band all agreed on: we need a bass player.

Wiiiii!!

 

I love this shot I took of Evan the other night at our Schubas show. He’s playing Shakira. On a Guitar Hero controller.

Scamper Sayonara

Wow.

I’m still coming off the high from last night’s show at Schubas.

But it got me thinking about my boys back in Boston. Not just the fellas from Fooled By April, but also our rock brethren in Scamper, who this weekend are saying sayonara with a huge blow-out show at the Middle East Downstairs.

We’ve all come a looong way since I met Keith & Nate at the Kendall Cafe oh-so-many years ago playing as the Puzzlebusters. And our two bands seemed to mirror each other’s ups and downs over the years. The break-ups, the make-ups, the weddings, the births (although, fortunately, they never proved that was actually Jordan’s kid… :), and a bunch of solid, fun-as-hell rock shows.

Sadly, I’m missing the final one this weekend. There were even early rumors of an FXA reunion appearance, but alas. Fittingly, I’ll simply say my goodbye and good luck in my online diary.

Keith, Nate, Mike & Brendan, you’re some of the best friends, fans and rockers a band could have in this troubled biz. Rock on, boys.