  continuing on top of what urlLink kevin and urlLink matt , Joey DeFrancesco is the man on B3. Ivory made me hate myself for the way i play. isn't it funny about how after you hear someone that's really bad ass on your instrument that you walk away wanting to quit because you just suck compared to them. on the other hand, it makes you want to play way better. so i think i'm going to take the get better way than the quit way, cause that would be just stupid. on other notes, getting into the actual concert was quite a feat.
it ended up that Angie went with us too, and we only had three tickets. thus, we have a problem. well, i was determined to get all of us into that concert. so what did i do? did i become a demon halfling and tear some poor man's arm off to get his ticket? no.
instead i tried to get my name on the list and got yelled at in return. well, they started releasing tickets, and people on the list weren't there. WHAT THE HELL IS THAT? i ask to get my name on there, and they say no, but some schmuck can get his name on there and not even show up? that's a load of shit. rant over, back to the story.
so we waited in line until everyone else that was on the list had gotten theirs. well, come to find out, there's four tickets left. FOUR! i'm third in line. fairly close to the front, but still far enough away that i can go home w/o my ticket. well, the first lady orders two.
thus, we now have two left. yes, my chances are now lowered, and there's still a person in front of me. as he orders, i'm quietly saying that if he gets the last two i'll kill him. he orders one. good boy. so in effect, i got the last ticket.
HAHA!!! those that didn't get to see it, sorry, but you should have jumped in line faster. and in closing, we saw an awesome concert and Angie's fancy for jazz grew more. she will be learned. other than that, usual stuff happened. had some fun.
rode in Angie's dad's corvette. that is a beautiful car. and that's about it. later. demon halfling 
