so long rudy - mea culpa - art of the jam 3

so we went to rudy eastman's memorial service on saturday -- an ultimately uplifting affair, what with the jubilee players, mondo drummers, new arts six, and bob ray sanders (a member of a highly debased profession who showed his class by _not_ writing about what could only be described as "the worst christmas pageant ever" at which he was the guest of honor a few yrs ago -- really, the stuff of which tv sitcom episodes are made), as well as heartfelt tributes from family and friends. the recurring theme was that "the show must go on," and jubilee will continue without its founder and artistic director (also a retired fwisd teacher, i learned). we live in hope.

then we went to a birthday party for a friend, and i wound up getting stupid garrruuunk and being a jackass to my wife and probably a few other people. if you're one of them, my sincere apologies. i have some personal shit to work out, and the way to do that is _not_ getting shithammered and inflicting attitood on the world at large.

anyway, the lee allen-carl pack wreck room jam this wednesday should be stellar (and _heavy_), what with darrin kobetich and jon teague (ex-yeti) slated to show up. last week, kenny smith of woodeye/chatterton fame displayed his _fonky_ side in the company of various confusatron members (onstage) and me-thinks (in the audience). scott davis had an early morning the next day, but said he'd come back and play another time. yet another reason why i look fwd to this event each 'n' every week.