my Steal Your Space book

This week was another tough week to get the entire gang together and we could not pull it off.  With Scott looking at potentially missing three weeks in a row, we moved the jam to Tuesday to suite his schedule.  On the short end of the stick was Rich who couldn’t make it on Tuesday.  For the first time in quite a while we played without Rich and had no keyboard substitute.  This had a whole host of implications including an evening without a recording since Rich is the one with the mics and MP3 recorder.  Additionally, since Rich and I split most of the lead vocal duties these days, it meant I was singing lead on every song.  Not a great prospect for anyone involved. While this gave me the opportunity to sing songs I never never sing, I also gave me the reminder not to select songs I don’t sing.  The Row Jimmy early in the night was such a slap in the face once I realized I couldn’t sing, play and read the music all at one time.

At least we did have one substitute and guest for the night who was Jeff Blues with his new 2009 Gibson 335.  He also brought his Strat to switch on and off with but Jeff was just trying to tune in a sound for his new guitar though he still seems more comfortable with his trusty-old Strat.  Thats rights we had the southern blues thing going on with three guitars but it was still a good time.  Since we did have recordings it was tough to remember what we played by below is the setlist as best I can remember.

Sugaree
Row Jimmy
Little Red Rooster
Positively 4th Street
After Midnight
Thrill is Gone
Pretty Peggy-O
Looks Like Rain

It’s All Over Now
Comfortably Numb
She Belongs to Me
Like a Road
Touch of Grey
Dear Mr. Fantasy
Quinn the Eskimo

Next weeks will prove to be a totally opposite experience, so I am guessing, so to keep you all guessing out there on virtual freaky-highway, tune in, same freak-time, same freak-channel.