Amazing what about sixty hours of sleep can do to a man.
Busy week ahead and on Friday we're up at Williams College with The Event as part of the Dialogue One Festival.
Going to warp some young minds, Gob willing.
And I'm breaking all theatrical laws with The Truth About Santa. Decided last week to cast Lusia's bull dog as the lamb with seven horns and seven eyes in the big apocalyptic finale.
Yep. Children and dogs.
Seemed like a good idea at the time.
Mitch Mitchell died last week in a hotel in Portland, Oregon. Mitch was one third of probably the greatest all-time power trio, the Jimi Hendrix Experience. The obit said he thought it was going to be a two-week gig, ended up putting out three albums before Jimi shuffled off the mortal coil.
Our MMMQ goes back to those days of bell-bottoms and towering afros and asks you to name the third man on stage with Jimi and Mitch. Who put out the bass line that Jimi could fight his guitar back to when the beast got tired of yowling?
1. Kenny Gradney
2. Noel Redding
3. Otis Redding
4. Ray Manzarek
5. President-elect Barack Hussein Obama?
Winners get to kiss the sky, losers get experienced.