This takes some explanation: there was this bizzarre fancy LED stage lighting system and when all the lights were on while onstage it was like being bathed in all colors.
But some cameras picked it up as purple, and some picked it up as pink.
So it looks like I'm jamming in pepto bismol land.
Jamming on my Ibanez Artist at Connie's Space Lounge:
September has been busy for me.
My southern fried punk rock band opened for Dash Rip Rock. Save your comments about the music stand, my bitching about it has done no good.
Then my cover band played later that week.
Then the next week I got to sit in on a song with my favorite band The Supersuckers, still excited about that one.