What a dadgum night last night!

Seriously, that was hands down the best onstage experience I've ever had. Really crazed.

Things people said after the show:

"Did you like, sell your soul to the devil or something?"
"What the hell just happened?"
"I can't believe that guy took his pants off!"
"You finished your residency in a blaze of glory."

Thing that were thrown at us that I identified:
Ice, and lots of it
cans
plastic cups
sprays of beer from mouths (at least I hope it was mouths)
a bottle or two
gum, or something similarly gummy
absolutely no panties

I gotta say, watching Will get dragged away by his legs by two people who didn't seem much more sober than him was pretty friggin cool. As was watching Gerrold from Undersea Explosion hurl himself off the stage a few times. Cleaning the gum (or gum substitute) off my cables wasn't so much fun, but it was worth it.

Sheri was great onstage. Unlike my first times onstage she was really natural and unabashed. She kept saying it was a dream come true for her, so I guess everybody had fun. The crowd certainly reacted well.

The night spiralled into almost total chaos. By the time we got to our last song, I had broken two strings, people were jumping on stage and Paul and I were soaked with shit that got thrown at us. Somebody jumped on my pedal and my guitar died, so I spent two minutes checking everything before I found the bad connection. Paul and Jer had just been rocking on, which was cool, and when I jumped back into my solo everybody went ballistic. By the time it was over I was shaking.

Hey, if anybody reading this has pix, please send them.

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