Si si, molto bene...well maybe not Santa Claus. But I swear a few days days in Venice can lead one to a reevaluation of one's belief system. Take a walk, there is nothing but amazingly humongous, startlingly beautiful, big-ass churches whever you go. Take a little trip on the grand canal at rush hour...it one vaparetto vs. thirty Italian drivers in speedboats. (The canal is grand but not that big if you know what I'm sayin'). Back on dry land even the hardiest soul would cry out "Sono un miracle!" If you hadn't noticed my Italian is now excellent.
I can say to the ladies: "Sono ricco and single." or to Bob Seger: "Credo rock vecchio stile!"
 Speaking of old time rock 'n roll...We were sorry to learn that one of our favorite pubs/ live music haunts has recently given up the ghost. RIP tir na nOg, you will be missed...
But at least we have a regular gig on Tuesday nights...yes one flight down at 1667 Mass. Ave. Session Americana will be entertaining the Lizard Lounge staff weekly ( or weakly if things remain as they were this past Tuesday)...Well I er, umm there were at least 6 paid at 9pm.
Personally I was feeling no pain, as if I had just flown in from Venice that afternoon and bought a round of tequila for the band ( it's cheaper in Euros ). We started rockin hard (vecchio stile )...Chuck Berry, Chandler Travis and Tim Gearan too. I like it like that and some Steve Mayone tune.
Now let us pause for a moment or two and reflect on the entity that is "Supermarket Employee". Talk about Pop Life? How about close encounters of the Pete Labonne kind...
 On the other hand we had David Champagne rollin' that Gospel Wheel. Dwight & Nicole singing Honest I Do. (even sweeter than Jimmy Reed ever heard it)... then he sat down at the piano while Nicole sang some jump blues. Whoa roll 'em Pete and alright aroonie too. So we will be looking for you all next week.  Prego, &
arrivederci baby!