Sam asked if I wanted to be in charge of sales. :-)
I just noticed the guys had said nothing about the stack of CDs on the table, and thought they might not be comfortable with self-promotion, so my big mouth and I got busy.

I just realised I was encapsulated in my own little room of sound. I had Sam on my left, Ian on my right, and Barry & Dan in back, with the front being aimed at the folks across the table. No wonder my ears were ringing when I left. I generally loathe being physically crowded, but it felt more like being wrapped in a warm blanket last night.

It was funny. Ian, Bill and Sam showed up in the middle of a tune. I thought Ian was going to hurt himself getting his box out! He had that look like "Oh, shit - gotta play...gotta, gotta, GOTTA PLAY NOW!" While the tune was going, they just sort of flowed into seats and fitted themselves into the music. I was grinning from ear to ear, and the expressions on everyone else's face looked like "Who, boy - this is gonna be a good'un!"

Sorry I can't shut up about it. It was one of those times I don't ever want to forget - when the music and comraderie are perfect, and you can just float on the energy.