The Before:
No sleeping through the night.
No feeling in my hands after 30 minutes of playing the guitar.

The After:
I sleep like a rock.
ALL the feeling, including some fairly frequent pain.

BUT, I can play the guitar. Now, I can’t play everything quite as effortlessly as I’d like, or entirely free of occasional discomfort, but I’m getting there, and I’ll take that over the alternative any day.

In fact, we finally got to plug back in Wednesday, and spend a couple of hours trying to determine just how much rust had accumulated in our nearly 2 months off.

A few squeaks, some righteous clams, and a missed lyric or two, and we had our answer.

I’m probably gonna be grimacing occasionally, for a while at least, when certain chords have me flexing my wrist at just the right angle to pluck whatever still-tender nerves are bumping up against the leftover scar tissue that has yet to fully disperse in there. I’ll gladly limp along, grin & bear it, man up, knuckle down, etc., if it means we can get back to doing our thing, because this business of sitting around healing, for weeks at a time, is not nearly as relaxing or therapeutic as it sounds.

Besides, I take pride in the fact that my waist size hasn’t changed since high school, and my recovery diet was about to put that in serious peril. Between meeting my insurance deductible, and being out of work for over a month, I’m in no financial position to overhaul my wardrobe. That’s a sh#tload of black t-shirts to replace, if I have to start wearing a Large.

OK then, enough about weight gain, and medical crises, let’s talk band stuff.

There’s really not much to speak of, at the moment, other than us kicking around a few show opportunities, and working up some new/old material into the live rotation, so we can keep it interesting this year, as we ponder whether or not we wanna make another record somewhere down the road.

Hopefully, we’ll have some new dates to post soon, but that’s in our agent/bass player Matt’s hands, which  are tiny, delicate, and as of late occupied with building a refrigerator-sized rack containing our in-ear monitor rig, and all of its related accoutrements.

Alright then, I’m signing off until such time as there is something more newsworthy to share. As always, please be good to one another.

Cheers,
   Denny