Last night Jim Shortt showed up at our gig at Club Classic on NASA Rd 1, on the water...it's a brand-new club, the place was just finished. Upstairs gig...WAY upstairs...not the easiest load-in, but I've seen worse...we had the place packed, but had some issues with sound in there...the stage is almost 3 feet up off the floor. You can reach up and touch the ceiling. That puts our sound right in everybody's face...we ended up turning way down and still couldn't find a decent level, but what the heck. It was a good gig. Jim's going to put this picture in his column in The Scene Magazine coming up. He loved it, and he said we sounded terrific. Life is good. Pee Wee Bowen is one amazing dude. He was talking to us, saying we're going to start with such-and-such, then we'll do this and that, and he turns around and falls off the stage...wham! He gets up and says, Anyway, like I was saying...we'll do this one and that one...Cheers, WC1