well, we played last night at the star bar in atlanta - the sound was ok, i wasn't properly warmed up so i started getting cramps in my hands about halfway through and it was really messing with my playing - in fact we all were a bit off. probably the lamest of the past 4 gigs that we've had in the past 2 weeks. still, though, fun night - dave siff, bassmonkeee and muggsy made it out to see us, as well as some of our non-talkbass friends and, as always, it was great to play out. and then, surprise, surprise, at the end of the night, the guy who runs the place comes out and hands our manager an envelope with some cash in there. w00t! what a treat, we got paid for playing our music. granted, it wasn't enough to put a down payment on a custom gold plated ferrari or hire our own mexican houseboy, but it was dough that we didn't have when we started. what a freakin' treat. i love being a musician.