But not as cold as Boston, where I was last night, or as wet. Stinging, actually, as the precipitation was coming down as ice bullets in 30 mph wind.
But that's just an excuse to hole up in a jazz club and watch Mike Stern and Dave Weckl do their thing. Darren (above, left) was the drummer when we used to play; he bought the front row seats and, man, were they worth it. Stern is a brilliant guitar player, but Weckl--my two cents--is the sickest drummer in the known universe. Search YouTube for avenue b dave weckl; it's the first one, and Weckl gets into it at about 9:30. The song KT is another good one.
Oh, that's Weckl on the right.
Thursday, February 28, 2013
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