Having moved the funk band rehearsal from Sunday to Saturday to facilitate the Emerson Lake show, I had actually cancelled out of tai chi for today as a contingency for having rehearsal. And just to show that the planets continue to align on the music front, the Steely Jam pinged me about doing an audition. So off to NoHo and walking in cold to crank out Home at Last, Josie, Peg, and My Old School. On fretless. And why the hell not?