Last Week's Weirdness
Do you ever have one of those days where one of your guitarists is in Ireland and the other sprained his wrist on the day of your show, forcing you to play guitar onstage for the first time in ages instead of just singing and prancing around like a caffeinated rabbit? That was last week's show. And it turned out to be a pretty good one.
Also, the venue reminded me of some imagining of Miami in the 80s. The summer's evening sun helped with that.
Best song about Miami?
I don't know if it's the best, but the first one I remember was Will Smith's. It was on some compilation album I had in third grade.