Super Orgy Porno Party

On a Monday night, no less.

We played our first show at Call the Office with Dereyk yesterday, and it felt great to be back. We had a lot of energy, despite the fact that Mike and I lost our voices about halfway into the set. Jack was a mess - he seemed to be saddled with the same sickness that beset him on this summer's tour - but once again he stepped up and played like a champ. Props to you, Jack.

I don't know how many people saw it, but the nausea apparently got to Jack and caused him to puke on stage. The funny thing is, it happened while Mike and I were crooning our schmaltzy ballad, "You're the One for Me;" it was almost as if the sappy, sentimental lyrics and wussy harmonies actually induced the vomiting. Fortunately for Jack (and for those of you who prefer their rock and roll slightly more rocking and less rolling), we immediately kicked things back into high gear with "I Can't Explain." I get to play some spastic garage guitar on the Who cover. Fun stuff.

It also bears mentioning that the Planet Smashers are still one of the best live bands around. These days, "ska" and "suck" are practically synonymous, so it was especially cool to see one of the few remaining greats whip CTO into a frenzied dance party.

So yeah...nothing beats CTO. Those of you who still come out and sing along to our old live staples...thanks! Show me some love, London...and I'll show you mine.