Yacht Rock played a big show for the The Players Championship, which (in case you don't know) is a big PGA event (Tiger Woods won it this year). We played a private party in a huge tent.
The gig was good, but just a run of the mill corporate event. Nothing particularly exciting to report, though the drink runners were mighty fine and load in was extremely easy (off the stage and through the flap). Daniel Morrison subbed for Mark Cobb. Even the sax mic feeding back seemed to work out OK--I noticed it most when we played Too Hot (in C), and the note coming through the PA was a C. I guess if there's got to be feedback…
Afterwards, Jim Furyk invited us to go hang out at his house! How cool is that? Everybody was pretty wiped out from a full day of travel (and we had another the next day), so we declined. Still--how cool is that?
The next day, Mark Dannells woke up with a terrible pain in his eyeball, which got progressively worse throughout the trip home (like icepick in the eyeball kind of pain). It turns out he has a corneal abrasion. Ouch! We tried to find a clinic in Tifton, GA that could treat him, but nothing was open.
He'll be back to normal in about a week.
My Sunday evening church gig was not too bad. In spite of not warming up, I played pretty well. It's a miracle!
