Thanks guys for the kindly comments.
Wolf, I'm just a mediocre singer at best (my first good band in the 70's nicknamed me Cliff), although I do find singing weird harmony parts sometimes rewarding(e.g. the horn harmony on the intro to Home At Last).
Graeme, it was a beautiful day, warm enough in late September to make us sweat, but with a nice breeze. It was so bright none of us could see our headstock tuners once we got on stage. Luckily it was a tight single set and we were set up off stage before hand, so the stringed instruments didn't drift badly.
Paul, Green Paint was the last, desperate idea after months of each of us coming up with 5 names, submitting them, and no one really digging any of them (Friends of Fife, Quantum Glass, Fine Food & Dining, etc). I believe it might refer to a controlled substance in many, lesser-aware territories.
Bill, Gary (standing next to me) is a dive bomber with the whammy and a David Gilmore fan. He's got a nice Les Paul that appears about once a year, but Strats are his love. He also has a beautiful old sunburst that doesn't come out to shows much any more, a mid 50s with original P.A.F. pickups. Gregg,(with the white vest) is a musical offspring of the 80s and has his Squirer (sic?) Strat outfitted with a Roland VG pickup and plays exclusively thru an old Roland (VG8? it's the size of a multi-effects board) model guitar emulator (anything from Tom Scholz Boston type sounds to a pseudo Rick bass to acoustic guitar or Beatle-esque electric 12 string. I've know Gregg for about 15 years and NEVER seen him plug a standard guitar plug into the instrument. I've tried to show them both the truth and light, but they serve their own tonal gods. Both are good guys. Gary knows more songs than anybody I've ever played with, and picks tunes up with amazing ease, great ears.
Mike
