The Zone

"The Zone" in Tribal Hippie Underground Zone was located at the Blue Heron last night. That's the place tried and true faithful Thugz fans gather on the 3rd Thursday each month. It never fails to amaze me how many wonderful familiar faces I see and how enthusiastic the tribe is when we play at the Blue. More than once, I've had folks ask me, "Why can't you play here more often?" - followed by the revealing comment, "You give us a chance to all be together." Our fans feel comfortable at the Blue, and it's like a massive class reunion every time we're there. It seems odd that everyone would love it so much since we have to move out tables in order to squish all 6 of us on the tiny stage and surrounding area. Last night, Stephanie was in the dark and Chris was located in the "outback." As always, my bottom end is practically out the door. It's hard to hear each other and the T.V. monitors offer constant competition with sporting events. It's all crazy - but we love it. The music always wins hearts and minds at the Blue. Bartender Dave maintains such a happy demeanor - how does he do that? There's easy in and out access for smokers and folks needing a quiet conversation. It all works, and I come home feeling I've done my small part to uplift a few spirits and create happy memories. The Tribe really does need to gather regularly, just to keep us on track and well-adjusted. There was a lot of talk last night about the next go-around: the Thugz Holiday Party at the Roadhouse on Dec. 12th - Santa hats and all. The pervading spirit and force behind all this happy mayhem is our fearless leader, Mike. Last night was glorious trumpet solo night, and the fans gratefully responded. Thanks, Mike - you're the Thugz superglue! Take care. Love, Sylvia 

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