It doesn't get better than this...

Back when we recorded Mischke's A Better Man, there was fire (I thought) in the room, us three; as I recall it was mainly Tommy (Mischke) and me siinging and Mike producing/engineering.

This week when we rehearsed Tommy was playing keys, Mike guitar and me drums, all of us singing. I'd forgotten - yet not forgotten - the curious musical magic of Tommy. He's his own island; some people are like that, they're theatrical FOR REAL. And so, one is aware of being given entrance into their world.

With Mike, there's been so much history...his is a different kind of magic, very solid and down to earth...initially he consciously lays back to see the bigger picture. And before you know it, is soaring you. Not soaring OVER you; but the support and fantastic ideas/knowledge/ability to play...in that way, Mike can play (soar) a fellow musician.

Mischke wants us to bust open, sing as much as possible. So I LOVE this, getting to arrange and improv, to support, join and stand alone.

Jared and his B3 will be onstage as well. So FOUR singers, and a masterfully played hammond (!!!!!!)

It is heavenly, friends.

This rehearsal was shortly before returning to court over the very sad and serious WRECKAGE.

Lined face and all, I am forever a young player.

There is no consolation without desolation - principle of St. Ignatius of Loyola