Well it's the start of wedding season. Big dollars & low volume. Tonight's show is starting out as the Ying to last night's Yang. No drunk sorority girls, but many a grandma saying it's too loud when Marc is playing drums, as if he was using tooth picks for drum sticks. Once they got over the ear shock they danced all night. It takes a tremendous amount of restraint for a band like us to go from being James Brown to Art Garfunkel. Broke, out-of-work musicians call it "selling out." Cash-money-making entertainers call it "cashing in!"
Props to the best man, for delivering the best toast ever... He did his own version of Bud Light's Real American Heroes. It was a tough act to follow, but we hit 'em hard and strong. Thanks for the blue M&M's!
Magz
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Ha-ha! Its too loud! So true, there are many grandmas who do that. Seen one in my own family, but she’s equally adorable. I met her last in one of the Los Angeles wedding venues where my cousin got married and that she was not at all in “it’s too loud” mode.
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