Quick turn around from last night’s bar gig.  I’m not used to this at all. 


Up at 6 am, on the road at 6:45 for three RockRoots in Bryn Mahr, PA.


One of my favorite books as a child was “The Little Engine Who Could”, so I have memorized ‘I think I can, I think I can, I think I can’ by now.  I called on it today.


Loaded in at 8:20 in sleet into a very nice Middle School auditorium, lights, stage – gosh – the whole deal.  John Sanfilippo sat in for Kevin on drums (Kevin’s working on his new bionic knee exercises) and did a great job.  I recorded our Wednesday gig and got him a copy Thursday night, and, the pro that he is, picked up so many of the nuances of the show (and we got nuances up the whazzoo) that we had three incredibly smooth shows in front of three very different audiences.


It panned out nicely.  The first set was the snarky 7th graders – loose, but with an attitude.  Second set featured the more mature 8th graders, reserved and circumspect.  Of course.  And, halleluyah, we finished with the real party people, 6th grade.  Led by some goofy guys (its always the goofy guys) the kids and teachers (yes, the teachers follow form with their grades) got up and danced.  It was great energy that the band really liked.


A long ‘Day’ with three sets the night before and three sets in the morning.  The playing gets you through.  Amen.