Last Gig of the Summer

Well, the trio played the Portland Hempfest this morning, and we opened the show. Kind of unusual to be warming up just after 9 a.m., but I did manage to attain the right feeling before it was over. I heard the tape and the mix was.....I'm not going to go there. I heard plenty of Cheech and Chong lines about some PA guy who showed up exactly 12 hours late, so I'll just make this very general: If you see three people singing and you only really hear one voice, that means there's something wrong. But it's all good. I can tell the event has come a hell of a long way in one year, and tomorrow night features the son of Muddy Waters. As per tradition, the gig isn't done till I rate the Backstage Pass. This one gets an A minus, with Ringo still ahead at A plus. You have to award some extra points for being a Beatle.