Meat & Potatoes

If I had to describe the gig I played the other night with my visiting musician friends, I’d have to call it a 'meat & potatoes affair'. Nothing fancy, mind you…just good, warm, familiar, soul-satisfying music.

My friends from New York were in fine form (albeit, on borrowed instruments), and the celebrants could not have been more appreciative. The parents of the Bar Mitzvah boy could not stop thanking us for coming to play, and our music responded to the praise in kind. It was the perfect balance of the band wanting to be there (something that I can assure you does not happen on every gig), and the crowd being very receptive to what we had to say.

As for me: I’m happy as the proverbial porcine excrement wallower.