Just listened to a 1974 recording of Lowell George with Linda Rondstadt. At WHFS in Bethesda, Maryland. It's only a few songs, but it worked for me. Stuff you might need to listen a little carefully to, to make sure you catch it all, but when you do, the reward for your full attention is a, shall we say, mist of water to the face? No, that would be insane.

Now I'm listening to an artist of that era, but an NYC show of his in 1997: Rick Danko. (Present, it should be noted, at one of the greatest moments in musical history, fortunately captured on video and audio.) I like the set -- it was at the Bottom Line -- but only like. Good but not great, when I hunger for great. But am forced to suffer through less than good too often, so happy with good. You know what I'm saying. What's next? An Irish artist, to set the mood. Rory Gallagher. Ooh. Quite good. I know very little of this man.

Both nights this weekend with the boys from from Athens. When was the last time I saw them? Certainly late 2004. Has it been that long? I've got to be missing some stuff here. Oh Everyday Companion, where would I be without you?

OK, so first of all, they didn't play in the year 2004. So already, my mind is shot. It was April '05. End of the school year, not calendar year. I remember not being able to fill out an eval, but it was a year long class. Anyway.