RANTS FROM OBLIVION

It was turning into one of those remarkable events that spring out of nowhere and take on a life of their own. The band was booked to play this past weekend at one of the nicer establishments in the local area and that fact helped propel the beginnings of it all. Friends and family began organizing to converge on our home about 6 weeks ago and as the final tally of carousers added up, the number 20 planning on crashing at our home was being tabulated regularly. From Cape May, Philadelphia, Montclair, New York, they called in their resevations - "Bring sleeping bags" was the standard response. Friends and family of the members of the band were also multiplying at a meteoric rate and we realized a "HUGE" party was about to unfold. The energy was building and it almost seemed that it was similar to a mid-winter celebration with everybody determined to refuse to accept the brutality of the season. Frivolity was in the air. The only circumstance which could possibly drop a wet blanket on the party was the weather. Bob, the other guitarist called it 3 weeks ago -"wouldn't it suck if we get snowed out?" Thanks Bob. Jinxed the whole damn thing. And sure enough The Blizzard of '05 sucked all that beautiful energy out of the weekend and transferred it wailing up the East coast to close down just about everything.
But it was a magical feeling which was in play, and that experience alone, altho no match for the anticipated adventure, was nonetheless a gratifying surprise. Thanks to everyone who planned to be here. It really did brighten up the darkness and bitter cold of the season.
Luvya - Doc