Ahhh Grappolos, How do I love thee:

Let me count the ways:

1) Without fail, the best jazz gig in town. Darryl Voss (drums), the coolest cat around, and I seem to lock in mystical rhythmic phrases all night long, with a telepathic passion.

2) The amount of luscious looking young women, who wouldn't normally be into jazz, hanging out and grooving. And I mean getting down. Bumpin and grinding and applauding furiously after solos.

3) The place brings something out in my playing. I think I had the best night of my life playing jazz on my Ibanez ATK 5 string bass. I played better solos than I ever have, ever. The crowd acted as a barometer confirming this. Before the gig tonight I spent an hour warming up and practicing. I gotta do that more often....

4) A bunch of soul brothers hangin out tonight were giving us mad props. You know you're doing something right when you get the soul brothers diggin on your scene.

5) Did I mention the ladies?

All this and I still can't solo over "Well You Needn't" worth a damn.