Yacht Rock had a nice, random Wednesday night gig in Austin, Texas yesterday, performing at a summer concert series. After flying in and dropping our bags at the hotel, we caught a ride to Curra's Grill for some dynamite Mexican food, described by Greg as "gastric nirvana." A bottle of juice and a bottle of jews? I had shrimp and pineapple enchiladas. Outstanding. Load in was pretty miserably hot--too much of direct sunlight. By the end of soundcheck, my horns were hot to the touch and my laptop was almost too hot to pick up. That's not good! I took pretty much all of the gear that I flew with (2 saxes, EWI, flute, piccolo, computer) into the green room. The local crew taped my keyboards with a thermal blanket--the aluminum foil looking ones. As usual on these fly dates, we rented keyboards, stands, pedals, and cables. Our old sound guy Hans would be pleased with this cable wrapping job. Greg Lee would not. ...