Caroll's 41st Street - A fare-the-well jam for Tefillin Ken at Caroll's without Larry or Trister.
There was no taping as I was recovering from my first bout with gout, but at least the green copper metal-poisoning I experience from my own guitar playing washes off. Kevin almost scared me to death. Now I know I turn green when I play hard. I'm like the Incredible hulk.
It was humerous how Kevin condensed 3 verses into his first verse of the Devil and kept going to the break after every verse. We had a few mess-ups where we weren't In-Synch and we fell apart, but we are a "Freak band" and not a "boy band"
Speaking of which, Freaky Delta-Forces today pulled off operation "Pseudo Freedom" by assalting the 6th floor TV studios where our equipment was being held hostage. Most was recovered with only a few small casualties but a great job by Rich, Tom and Kevin in pulling off the mission and rescuing our stuff.
Till next I'm when I'm not sure.