Our gig went very well. I managed to sweat all the way through my wetsuit by the end of “You Don’t Know Brian Perez.” The crowd was kind, so I was never forced to strip down to my Speedo. They knew what was good for them.

April in Duluth is great. I think my brain blew away in all this wind. A tree split in half and fell on Rob’s house and car and front steps. The stop signs in town all quiver.

Given our latest composition, “You Don’t Know Brian Perez,” I think the music of Spontaneous Combustion is moving in this direction.

I went to the library at 8:30, tonight. Not long after, I started feeling kind of tired. I checked my watch and it was a quarter to midnight. That explains something.

Check it out:

THIS WEDNESDAY, APRIL 3. THE SPONTANEOUS COMBUSTION JAZZ SEXTET HEADLINING LIVE AT PIZZA LUCE!

Nothing new here, really. Tomorrow I’ve got about 10 hours of band rehearsals and I’ve gotta be up early, so I’m a bit tired, now, in anticipation. If you’re lookin’ for something you can check out this week’s (?) Statesman article: Living with a Genius. It’ll all be familiar to ya’ll, but now it’s in Rigorously Comprehensive journalistic form.