This week it was Kevin and Scott's turns to be out and while missing a drummer is like missing an a leg, you can hop if you must, missing a bassist is like missing your ass-hole and you can't blow out low bombs without one. Fortunately we found Bayshore Jim, a friend of Steve, of Steve and Lindsey and Deadstein had its proverbial ass-hole for the night. Just kidding to all you bassists, Jim was a really nice guy and a pleasure to play with. It was really great to be able to cobble a jam together under difficult circumstances. More to come, probably, I just have to walk the dogs, so don't Freak Out!