About halfway through the show last night Johnny and I looked at each other and kinda screamed out loud. I don’t exactly remember what he said; and I’m willing to be he doesn’t either. But it was jubilation, it was relief and it was the invincible sense of defiance that comes only from overcoming very very long odds.

On September 24th we were ready for this gig. By September 25, we were scrambling badly. It’s a part of the business that sometimes your bandmates will decide they don’t want it as much as they once did. But it was still a rough hand to be dealt, scrambling to audition and integrate 60% of the band with a tour looming large on the horizon.

We caught a lucky break; hitting the jackpot for all to see last night with tremendous performances by our rookie Stephie Coplan and our good friends James Hogg on bass and Steve DeBenedictis on drums. I was sick as a dog, fever and all, all day before taking the stage. But by the time we stepped in front of the packed house at Copperfield’s I felt damn near immortal. We all did. We decided the message of Used to Be King made it the perfect song to open with. The crowd jumped in the band shared smiles and the rest was history.

We had some fun moments throughout the set. Pretty Baby, Dirty Momma lit up the room, Stephie let everyone know that she’s Not Your Girlfriend and we even un-retired Hollywood (Anne’s Song).

That show was easily the most fun I’ve had in a long, long time. Thank you to all 100+ of you that made that one of our most successful Boston shows in a while.

Thank you Boston, it’s good to be back.

Love,

Mick