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So...an eventful summer continues...

Aided and abetted by some unknown denizen of the cyberworld, my computer's operating system decided to pull an auto-destruct on me a few nights ago.  After the first few frantic hours, a quiet resignation creeps into the picture - you realized just how little actual info you'll be getting from the 'technical support' staff of your favorite multinational electronics manufacturer, and simply write some things off.  Music files, pictures of naked men, etc.  There's a greater world out there.

And then you reinstall everything.

And, somehow all is right in the world.

Like everyone else in the Chapel Hill / Carrboro vicinity of North Carolina, I'm in a band.  I've played bass guitar since I was 17, electric starting in the mid-20s, and have been in a few other obscure punk-pop and garage bands of very, very little notoriety.

Nonetheless, my current ensemble (Monsonia - www.monsonia.com) has managed to get ourselves booked at the 169 Bar on E. Broadway in New York.  Playing in NY is always a blast, even in dingy and tiny punk clubs; the buzz of the city is always incredible.  It's been a while since I've played there (several years ago, in one of those previous bands), so I am very much looking forward to it.