The day dawned with a biblical deluge. By early afternoon, the sun shone down. We met my old friend Mike outside the rehearsal hall. New friends and old, gathered to make music. Mike ran sound and captured the session in photographs. After a short soundcheck, we were off. Sound filled the room. It was loud and lovely. There we were, after weeks of rehearsal, hearing the set for the first time through the big PA. In flight, with heels dug in the dance. I drank in every moment. Marshall leaned into it. Then, with the strains of the final number, Reprieve, still echoing through the chamber, it was over. The time was just after 3pm. At midnight I was still high…

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