Didn't make it this weekend? Oh well...

Here I am, all hoarse, harried but happy from last night's the last two nights' TR gig with Mike Vee and his trio. Always a rip-roaring adventure for me working with this man and this weekend's gig was made even more delightful with Joe on bass & Charles on drums. (Saturday night saw the special appearance of Greg Lyons, literally straight off the bus from his 5-turned-into-8-hour ride from Singapore. Guess we'll all read about it in tomorrow's newspapers.)

Now with one more night to go and tomorrow's jam session, all of my fingers and toes are crossed that my voice will hold up. A sore throat & a lacerated pharynx do not a vocalist's night make. Oh well, the show must go on...

Anyway, The Room was s..s..s..s..s..smokin' on both nights! And the lacerations on my pharynx had no chance in hell of silencing me. My voice held till the last note of Bluesette (Hallelujah!) but now, post-gig, I'm as hoarse as a non-halal animal at the slaughterhouse! Is no matter. My heart is full and brimming with soul food. It'll keep me craving-free till the next gig.

Thanks Charles, Joe & Mike! Thanks Greg & June! Thanks to The Star newspaper for running the gig in their weekender! And thanks to all you lovely, lovely people who turned up.

It was pure magic...

p.s. Don't forget tomorrow's jam session from 6 to 9 pm!