A little thing got in our way... we call him the President.
There I was, sipping whiskey with some of my friends at Annex Theatre, a great place where great people make great art.  We were watching the election returns on a big screen and the news had just called the election for Obama.  I was feeling jubilant (okay, drunk), and realized our current (for the month) rehearsal space was only a block away. 

So I contacted the band about getting together to jam, if they were up for it, for fun.  Well, overwhelming response later, we all descended upon our rehearsal space with friend and exotic musician extraordinaire Sky Darwin in loop pedal percussion and did an impromptu show.  Bottles of whiskey later, and we were still playing.

There's nothing like a sea change in politics to inspire you to rock out (drunk) for a few hours.  And having a rehearsal space to support such a thing is pretty awesome too.

So, video next time (again).  I promise. I'll work on it tonight while nursing this hangover.  And, it turns out whiskey doesn't really help the vocal cords... if you were wondering.  But we did have half of the Hands of Kali and some of their apprentices  along to bust out some moves with us.  Ah good times.