The Great Refuge Calls.

My friends, it has been a wonderful ride.

Many were rocked, many were rolled. Friendships were made and friendships were broken. There were some incredible shows. There were some lackluster performances (that I still enjoyed.) There were faces and names I will never remember. There are people and songs I will never forget.

Our last performance will always give me reason to smile. If there is any moment down the line where I forget why I do all this--why I play--I will think back to Friday night and how I felt, how the band felt, and how we made people feel. I will think of me starting the set with an overly ambitious extended Lyin Eyes intro. I will think of Patrick Holder's Pink Sunglasses and major triad outros. I will think of Doc Bhak's belt buckle and virtuosic skills on the bridge to Kids. I will think of Billy's grooves, and the intensity of Curtis' rhythms. I will remember Tara being kind enough to loan me her mic on the Way solo.

Oh and speaking of the Way, I will remember the most badass improv three horn intro groove (it was if we were three strands of hair being BRAIDED!) I will remember covering for Tyler by playing the guitar riff on Legacy. I will remember Dave's support and hardwork towards making sure my going away party was provided with awesome sound the entire night.

Its a lot to think back about. Although I'm sure many memories of the last near-two years with the band will fade in time, I know Friday will stay with me.

Don't be too sad, I'm only six hours away, and the music goes on. See below!