I agree with both Kendall and everyone else. I had a wonderful time, but by Sunday afternoon I got this feeling that I wished I had brought a machete, so I could just start swinging at random and clear some space around me. Too many people in too small a space for very long tends to bring out the sociopath in me. (We all have one. Many people lie to themselves about it.)
But our sets went well, especially the one with Dave and Pamela; and there was some great jamming.
Of course part of the problem on Sunday was that no one came to our room for champagne on Saturday night except Jacqui, so we had to finish the whole bottle ourselves so as not to waste it, and it took as a while.