OMG these cats were hot - this is the club I've been searching for since we left Tucson - smoking guitar players, hot shit keyboarders, over the top young vocalist and on the dime blues drummers packed into a 200 person dive. (Funny I kept hearing a punk version of Cole Porter's "heaven... I'm in heaven" as the band cranked things up past 11.) About 12:30 am I notice my cell phone is ringing. And when I finally get it my honey is just wondering, "Do you have any idea what time it really is?" (You see, when I'm in a groove all time becomes almost irrelevant.) So I agreed to head back no later than an hour and finally rolled in by 1:30 am.
Two things: First, I give thanks to God for being marriage with Di; we trust one another and give one another space even when I go out clubbing. It doesn't happen a lot, but it does my heart good. And second, I always return knowing how blessed I am to come home to this woman every night. She is the freakin' best. (My hope is that we BOTH get to head over to the Rainbow Lounge tomorrow night after 9 pm for some Ontario fried boogie cuz I know she'll love it.)
Tommorow will take us into more local exploring and checking out the neighborhoods of a very cool city. We'll head up into Quebec for a bit, too before seeing where the Spirit beakons for the evening.