A Pox on the Pub

Oh Man, last week at the Pub in Harrisonburg, VA (which seems like another life time ago now), David Nelson told me that the last time they played there, he got really sick and he thought it was from the sofa in the bandroom (which was no longer there). I said what do you mean? And he replied that he got some really bad respiratory infection. Well, I am here to tell you, it was not the sofa... it is the ventilation or lack thereof. I felt it coming on for a few days but last night, it kicked in: a really, really bad upper respiratory infection. I woke up twice during the night and tried to cough but couldn't - my throat was closing over. Luckily, I had my inhaler right there by the bed and that helped. But today, no voice, sore throat, plugged up ears, runny noise, sneezing, the whole thing. Thanks, Nelson. I needed this!!!

All in all, though, I really did enjoy the Pub. Here is a photo that Tricia took from the side of the stage, you can see the little kooshball urchin light up thingie I gave Johnny hanging off of his cymbal!