Played a show last night in Gainesville, FL. fans drove in from Miami, Daytona, Orlando, Naples, and Fort Lauderdale. The house was not packed but it was well filled. The crowd dug us. At the end of the set the crowd was chanting ‘one more song, one more song.’ Those friends and fans made that night for us. I lost my voice again during the set. This is new. It started at the hard rock a few weeks ago. I'm going to a throat specialist to see what the hell is going on. Later that night everyone went their separate ways to various parties. The next morning me and Vancouver woke up and realized that we didn't know where Infinito and the Piano Man were. The Piano Man finally called and said, ‘Fishy, I'm in some apartment and I'm all alone and I don't know where I am. I don't know how or where to tell you to pick me up.’ It was classic.  

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