And a moment of respectful silence in memory of those tub-thumpers who've gone to glory ahead of us.

The only tub player I have been personal friends with is now deceased. Not only did he share music, he was a carrier of the wow-ain't-life-almost-too-much-fun-bacteria. I miss Glenn Schultze -- the spirit with which he tugged that string, and (when he'd noticed a friend in his audience) the way he could send a wicked we're-all-in-this-together grin. You'ld laugh out loud from the sparkle in his eyes.

Keep slappin' them tubs, folks. ",,,I'm finished now and here's my thesis: Peace in the world, or the world in pieces."* You're making more than music.   Tw
(*Woody? Pete? Talking A-Bomb)