Final Fridays

You know how they say that 'anything that can happen, will happen'? Well let me just tell you that they ain't never lied! So... Thursday night, I'm leaving my last rehersal with the band before the show the next day. We ended up having to go an extra hour, because my drummer had had an accident out front of the rehersal studio. He was such a trooper, that he wasn't even in a crummy mood about the whole thing. He came in, and still wore his hat as music director and drummer. Love you Kurt! Anyways, we did our rehersal and left the joint at 1am. I had not been feeling well that day, so I got my Mom to accompany me to rehersal. She drove. On the way back to the Valley from Hollywood, we're coming up Cahuenga, on the side of the 101 freeway. I was directing my Mom on how to get home, because she was unfamiliar. As we're coming around the bend and on our way to getting onto the 101N, a drunk driver runs the stop sign and crashed into us, doing about 45-50 mph! UNBELIEVABLE! Airbags were dejected, the car was totalled out, and the man had the nerve to jump out of the car and ask us why we hit him! Let me tell you how I was about to open a serious can of 'KICK YO ASS' on him! So blah, blah...Got his insurance info...Blah, blah...witnesses stopped and asked us if we were ok...Tow trucks came. But guess who never came??? THE L.A. POLICE! 3 different police cars passed and never stopped. Plus, we called the police on 3 different occasions, and they never came. My Mom and I ended up standing alone outside in Hollywood until nearly 3am. Boo, to the LAPD! Blessedly, neither my Mom or I was damaged to the point of fatal injury. We were able to walk away with our lives. We were badly banged up, but we walked away. THANK YOU GOD! I was able to do my show the following day, even though there were none of the usual hijinx (however you spell it) that are usually involved in my show. I was there, singing my heart out, and telling my audience to cherish the day, because you never know when you can be out of here. That Thursday night made me aware of how in an instant, your life can be over. So, be beautiful, and be love, because you just never know. Thank you Cherry Blue Project, for supporting me. Thanks Final Fridays for booking us. Thank you Mama, for always having my back. Thank you baby, for being a great man. Thanks to Ryan and Rebecca for your help and support. And most of all THANK YOU GOD FOR BETTER DAYS! I will use them wisely (smile).