Holy shit. Just looked at a calendar, and I've realized that this next 28 days is going to be one hell of a ride. We're booked for five shows this month around WNY, including tonight with Smile Empty Soul and the 27th with a set of four national metal bands. We'll be in our hometown of Niagara Falls on the 13th with close friends of ours, we'll be paying homage to the late, great Dimebag Darrell for charity once again on the 20th, and returning to Club Diablo on the 28th.
Ah, Club Diablo. The shit that Jorge and I have gone through since the last time we set foot in that building is remarkable. We sat around for nearly a year and a half wondering when we'd get back on stage. We lost two members to family commitments. We auditioned guys who are incredibly talented musicians that wanted to try to play exactly like it sounds on our recordings, much to our dismay. We had friends fill in and then bail while on the search for new bandmates. We've dealt with acoustic band practices while searching for a drummer. We finally gotten all of the pieces in place, and we finally got back on the stage after nearly two years. Now we're returning to the place where it all nearly ended, better and stronger than ever before.
That's not the show I'm looking forward to the most, however. No, that one is tonight's show with Smile Empty Soul. I said a few weeks ago that I used to sing their song "Silhouettes" to my daughter to lull her to sleep. To finally be able to say "I played a show with a national act" is awe inspiring, because in just four short months, this lineup of thinksobrain has risen to a level that the previous incarnation never got to see. Where's the limit? There isn't one.