Jan 26: New Braunfels, Tx

It's time to hit the interstate for more funk and bad food. We're doing a gala for the American Cancer Society tonight. As we rolled into town we saw bikes everywhere. It looked like a mini biker rally but they all looked like weekend warriors to me. Some of them walked into the BBQ joint we were eating at with their chests out and tried to stare me down as if they were bad asses. When I looked them fierce dead in the eye they looked away. Back to wall street son. You ain't for real.

So we headed to the gig and unloaded our junk in the green room. I brought my lap top in order to do some recording. I'm doing this little blues project that seems to be growing by the minute. It was one year ago to the day that I was in the same room playing the same show and recording my sax player for the song "Spiritual Friend". Now the ladies in the kitchen were making so much noise I had to shove the mic into the sax hole. Junior did one helluva job tracking bass on my mobile set up. Can't wait to dump the tracks at the home studio. They fed us in the green room and after eating the worst Chinese food in the world it was time to make the big noise.

This gala was also an auction. Someone donated $18,000 for this pic of some artists on the spot. Must be something avant garde because I ain't feeling it. But then again one persons art is another's angst.
Now to describe this show as just "fun", I would be misrepresenting an awesome night. This was the best show of 2008 without question. The people here showed more love than any club has all month, and we gave some love back. After a few encores it was time to hit the I-35 at top speed and dream it all up again. Just as I start the drive I turn on the radio because I couldn't find my iPod. I'm not really paying attention because a commercial is playing but something caught my attention. That's my song on the radio! Oh snap. KLBJ is playing "Get Away" from our last CD. I smiled ear to ear for the rest of the way. It's like watching your baby take their first step. So, How YOU doi'n!!

Bu-bye!

Magz

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