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I met Ralph after one of Eric’s jazz club rehearsals, he first invited me over to an informal jam at his house last year, and I’ve been to 2 or 3 since then.  With Nat out of town on a school retreat, I asked Eric if he wanted to come along last night. The fact that his friend Devin would be there helped seal the deal (Devin’s dad Matt plays drums).  I had no idea how much he would enjoy it.

It reminded me of one of my first jams, when I was about 15, at Lyle Wing’s duplex on a warm day after school in 1976.  It’s likely that we sounded like shit, but the sheer thrill of making music was enough to set the hook firmly.

Now Eric wants to know if we can do this every Friday night…