Well, Wednesday night's jam was a lot of fun, as usual. We mainly improvised a bunch of tunes, and young Anders played out of his skin, as usual. And, as usual, it's always a pleasure to play with Graham Dooley, a drummer up for anything, including this cozy photo outside the pub.
Word is spreading about our search for a backline, and we're expecting a few people to get in touch any day. I also heard that the mercurial Boog Roberts will be visiting town with his band, The Boogiemen, some time soon. I'd love to see him and Anders trade licks, if they don't cancel each other out in a blaze of musical energy.
The Empire is a great little pub, and one with a rich musical history, being over 140 years old. The host, 
Garth, plays bass for the house band with Graham. They usually play a mixed set of hard and classic rock, and then let any jammers get up. In the break, I joined the cigarette smokers outside on the street and partook as they passed around ginger biscuits.
Ginger biscuits. We must be getting middle aged. There was a time when...
Ah, that's another story.
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