Wow- still recovering from the Bluebird show Tue night/ Wed morning. My personal career goal was to play the Bluebird, with Blind Uncle Harry on the marquee. We knew we'd hit the big time when there was a full tub of beer waiting for us on ice backstage. I didn't think it could get any better, but then we started playing and we had the vibe from the get go and we never lost it- the joyful chaos of having so many incredible musicians on stage, highlighted by what must have been a 20 minute jam version of Rat Turd (aka Jesus is Comin'). My favorite moment was turning to duet with Shelby Jo on "Burn Down the High School" and she was playing Sveninator's trumpet, an instrument with which I don't believe she was previously acquainted. And then we had a band after party next door at Rockitt's- a Bloomington institution as legendary as the Bluebird itself- with ten of us jamming and singing at the top of our lungs while pizza customers waited in line at 2 am. Bummer Boom Boom was sick and missed it. The Bluebird show also was our one year anniversary, and the popping of Neal (accordion) and Dietrich's (playing my blind Uncle Harry's 1820's violin) Blind Uncle Harry cherries. Check out the pics of the marquee, the aforementioned tub of free beer, Shelby Jo's shredding on the mandolin, and the lovely Alexandria of Egypt.
