Last night was the first night I played out anywhere since ye olde hand injury. It’s healing well, but I’ll have a nice scar that may be my downfall if I ever commit a crime and the witness gets a good look at my hand.
The hand felt great and I played a long set consisting of On a Plain, Cut in Half Blues, I Hope I Die on the Moon, 99%, Ralph Wiggum, Why Now Satan, and The Genius of it All. My wrist actually felt better up there than it has in years.
The crowd was small, but the highlight for me was an old woman telling raunchy jokes on stage.