ED is short for Ear Damage, in case you didn't know. Last night we reunited for a rare show in front of other people....a private party. Whether they appreciated us or deserved us was irrelevant. It was good to play with the boys. Chemistry is something that you can't force and i've always had it with those guys. Ted Willard on the bass. A guy who shared my rock and roll dreams and pulled me out of the bedroom time after time in those early days to adventure forth in the world. Like Overend Watts in Mott the Hoople he pushes the beat forward and backward. Bill Lynch on the drums. Like Jerry Nolan to my Johnny Thunders (except our shared addiction is Cheeseburgers) We can always find our way back to the one together no matter how lost we get (and he always cracks me up with his gutter wit). Brandt Prewitt....a great voice and presence. He doesn't ape others moves. He's got his own. He always knows the right time to call for a meal. Love these guys.
Since you weren't there, we took on a bunch of KINKS songs including some we never did in the day (Lola, Picturebook) my ankle and voice are in shreds today but that's rock and roll innit?