This is a reproduction of my drum set. Absolutely amazing work.
It's hard to see, but the pedals even say TAMA (the brand of drum).
The bar at Momo Lounge
I was supposed to where these all night. It didn't happen.
Steve and Krystal Sawyer sign the banner.
Joe and Larry
Joe and I have known each other since the 1st grade.
Rock 'N Blues Crew
The sign says Soulful Bluez Catz because that was my last Sacramento band with Barry (orange shirt) and Dave (singing). They hooked up again just for me!
Jacob signs the banner.
(l to r) Sister Robin, Sister Melissa, Niece Nicole, Niece Stefanie, Daughter in law Heather, future Daughter in law Samantha, Son Jacob.
Less fuzzy drinkers
I'm about to enter. Dead center framed by the doorway is Peter Torza. An old friend and the guy who built Harlow's. I think he may have helped out a little...not sure...he shy's away from things.
Wa wa wa whaaaat!?!?
I'm wallking around amazed at all the faces I see.
My pal Hal
Valerie, her brother Victor, Hal, and Pat (poet at large).
I'm still in shock.
Jarrad, me, Jacob
Dave and Fam'
My old singer Dave and his son in law. A fine lad.
That's Jeff. We share the same birthday, but I think I've celebrated a few more.
That would be Viktor, Valeries brother. We're both sportin' our Tommy Bahama's.
Larry, Sue and I went to high school together. Good people!
Renzzo the Magnificent. I look scared!
Now I look terrified.
Kim and Mary
My crown rests, undisturbed on the bar.
That's the name of the band that Andy and I were in together a long time ago in a galaxy far away.
Mike and his family. Mike was also an Uninvited Guest.
The Mark, the Mastermind, and The Minion.
I am the mark (obviously), Valerie is the Mastermind, and Lisa is the Minion (Valerie's main helper).
with Ricky, another lifelong friend. I think Andy is photobombing.
Soulful Bluez Catz
I force my way in.
"How and I doing?"
"They love me!"
"I think I can do this!"
Birthday partner Jeff, and his wife, Bridget
You gotta' pay attention when you're sitting in.
Claire, Jerry, and Momster (Lisa's mom).
With the other McCabe's in the background I embrace my grandsons sweet mother, Heather.
I'm not as drunk as I look. Really!
Noel, Kim, Minion, and Mastermind.
My good friends, and frequent traveling companions.
Pat and me looking at a text from Ann and Bill. They were stranded at the Phoenix airport because some bastard in Chicago blew up navigation equipment in Chicago.
Steve and Krystal
"Yes son. Someday you will look like me."