No. It wasn't us. King Buffalo brought the bulk of the people out. But we had the opportunity to play in a Barboza so crowded that there were bodies from one end of the long showroom to the stage. All the anxiety, the panic, the PTSD and the aches I'd been experiencing melted away on stage. Music is helping me get back to my regular self again and its stitching me back up. I'm nervous and excited to share the new songs I've been writing. They're more personal, honest and genuine than anything that's come before.
On a side-note. If anyone has photos of me in that golden sequin vest send 'em over. I've been saving a good one-liner for it.