I want to apologize for the scandalous lack of content of late. You might assume I must be very busy with productive things. But you'd be wrong. I'm neck deep in march Madness, the Allman Brorthers band's 14-show run at the Beacon. I missed 2 shows of the 10 so far, and I'm not missing any others. They've been great, and after a while the music eminating from the stage starts to feel like food, and the process of soaking it up begins to feel like photosynthesis. Or at least I think it does; if they hadn't stolen the biology regents exam in '74 I would probably have failed it.

If you miss me, my writing energies the past 2 weeks have gone into my now insanely popular concert reviews. The band has been good enough to feature them prominently on the website, right over here. Check them out if you miss my mellifluous turn of phrase. Also, let me know if I've spelled "mellifluous" correctly. (Annie, I'm looking at you...)

Some people who have sat in with the brothers so far this run: Hubert Sumlin (Howlin' Wolf's guitarist), Peter Frampton, jazz drummer Roy Haynes, Leslie West from Mountain, Taj Mahal, Ben Harper, Susan Tedeschi (who happens to be married to the guitarist on the right), the Asbury Jukes horn section.

I am surprised that God didn't post last Friday, but hey, its not like I have someone to complain to. I pray He will deign to gace us this week.

Also: Drop by Courting Destiny and read the Post, "The Koufaxes and Moi," for info on how to vote for Pia in the blog Koufax awards. She's a good egg and I think her blog is art. Honest writing goes a long way in my book.

See ya soon.