Harvard University

Today we played a tiny 4-song set to close out the Harvard University Class of 85 25-Year Reunion Talent Show. We had to be there in the early afternoon (driving from NYC and back) to setup and soundcheck. But we didn't end up going on until something like 11pm. And that left time to find a cool pub in Harvard Square, and enjoy some oysters, charcuterie, and a sampling of beers.

I returned to the beautiful Sanders Theater, half in the bag, to discover that the show was running late. So we all sat around in a dressing room, with Conan riffing, playing guitar and singing, and repeatedly thanking and apologizing to the crew for the silliness of the gig. We had a television in the room, showing us the talent show as it progressed above us. Some of the performances were, simply put, painful. It was kinda horrendous. Conan, Mike Merritt, and Jerry Vivino played a rendition of the White Stripes' "Seven Nation Army" on acoustic guitar, upright bass, and flute. It was like joining the fucking circus.

After our long-awaited set of 15 minutes, we quickly boarded the bus for the four-hour booze cruise home to the Essex House in NYC. It was 4:30 am when we rolled up. Bed, sweet bed.