OK here is the gif from hell. The pub for which we were the house band, was closed the morning of St. Pat's day... so I run out and get a gig for our Irish band in a slavic pub in the east village of New York. We get stuck in a concrete back room with no windows, and a buch of Ukrainian Polish and Russian chain smoking kids getting drunk and pissing themselves. At least they were apreciative of the music, which was very hot... I must say... We got a small amount of pay, expecting to make our bucks on the tip can, ... which got stollen by one of our appreciative audience members, the smoke was so thick we were all sick for a week, our flute player dangerously sick... I get sick just remembering it... cheers all Larry