It was sort of an action-packed weekend. Friday night, we headed back to The Draft in Allston (ah, our old hood) for the second benefit show for Jules. She was able to make it to this one, and it was awesome to finally get to meet her in person. She's awesome. And I'm not just saying that because she complimented my double-fisting abilities.^*† It was pretty wild. There was a Judas Priest tribute band playing the thing.^‡ She's still got a mountain of medical bills, but y'know... when it comes to "owing $30K vs. dying", I think I'll take my chances doing the waltz with the healthcare industry. At the very least, it's great to hear that she's feeling great at least, and the leukemia's in remission. She's got one more bone marrow transplant to undergo to hopefully knock this thing on its ass— if not permanently, then for a long, long time.

Saturday night we spent in Worcester. We took a very last minute acoustic-type gig (big thanks to David H. of Little Big Wheel). It's one of those things you say "fuck it" to and just fly off the seat of your pants. Spontaneity is good, yea? We had two hours to fill and just made the setlist up a few minutes before we played (or on the spot, depending on when you caught us). Definitely a very good time. I think I needed it.

Just got back from practice not too long ago. We've been rehearsing like bastards with Tim for this projection show thing we've got coming up (I hate calling it "projection show".. what the hell else can I call it?). We're getting a look at some rough cuts by Johnathan next weekend. Me likey.

This show's going to be insane.

It's already insane.

Cheers,
Henry

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^*Why does that sound so dirty?
^†But really, I was just holding Jen's beer while she went to the bathroom.
^‡I was waiting for them to play Breaking The Law the whole time. And then they did.