I thought we did well and played the gig as though it was any other gig which was no mean feat since we hadn't actually played any other gig, save for a three-song set the night before a particular Virginia wedding last month. But after a weekend of non-stop rehearsing (not "practicing" as I was told by our very helpful guitar tech Bob Webber-thanks, Bob!) and jitters and outfit crises and nightmares where Dave (that's what I call him) turned into a giant fire-breathing lizard spouting Proust, well after all that the actual performance felt very natural and easy...(click here to read more)