Well, Friend Jed, ours was a bit plucky. Oddly enough, we played our asses off. As described in another thread, we lost one of our bandmates on March 15, just an hour before we were to perform. We already knew he wouldn't be there due to his sudden illness, but we were not prepared for his death this quickly. We managed to pull it off, though, with only one of our many engagements suffering. And on St. Pat's Day, we were flat out on fire. Especially Tommy Verlin, our mandolin/bouzouki/guitar/bodhran player. It was like he decided we had to do honor to Jim, and the rest of us stepped up to it. We didn't drink, as we never do during gigs. Especially me, as I do way too much singing to have alchohol drying me out. But at the end of the gigs on St. Pat's I went to my favorite pub just before last call and managed to do enough of the vile black stuff and Jamesons to make up. Don't care if I ever have that experience again.

Mick