What a night

What a night.  

Boutwell was great, their folks even better.  The White Oaks made the night with a beautiful performance – I sang along to “Hey Julie!” with my mom on one side, my girl on the other and friends new and old crowding the gallery space.  Chris got Elvis in his pelvis, Melissa brought TAB. We had more Little Debbies than one could ever eat – it was a beautiful sight to behold. Arnie got so drunk that he ended up on the floor, despite how much I told him before that nobody likes a drunk monkey.  At least he didn’t start swinging from things and throwing you-know-what.  I think Daniel was closer to doing such shenanigans.

To everyone who came out – you made the evening for us.  Thank you.  Thanks for your interest in what we make and supporting what we do.  A HUGE thanks to Greg, Nick, Anne, Van and everyone else at Boutwell who gave us the opportunity and carte blanche to put a bunch of holes in the wall.  And to our friends/cohorts THE WHITE OAKS, we can’t thank you enough – we are honored beyond measure to have such an enjoyable, fruitful and gracious creative relationship with such talented musicians.

And thank you isn’t enough to say to Mandy and Erin, our most marvelous of this collective.  You are beautiful, you are a gift.