MUSIC AND FRIENDS.


( 4 AM, 9/16/2001.)




We did several shows today.


We had been a little apprehensive,


due to the past week's events.


We'd wondered if they would want us to match the present mood of grief.


We hoped we weren't being irreverent,


putting on a show at this time.


We also wondered what the mood of the audience would be.


But, we had said we would appear, so we kept our word.




We wore red white and blue.




I looked around the club


and noticed familiar faces we hadn't seen for a long time.


It was almost like a family reunion.


In a sense, it was.




We turned up the PA and kicked butt from the first note.


No sense being mousey.


We were rewarded with warmth, applause,


and many requests for our own songs.


People gathered around the stage between shows to talk to us.


We told how happy we were to see each other again.


The active word there is "happy".




Music has a healing effect. It felt good to see them smile.




They needed it.




So did we.




Jack Blanchard