Today I'm driving to Albany with a band to play trumpet with them. I don't know what to say. I know what I want to say, but I fear that they'll somehow find this post. That's extremely unlikely. I'll rename the post to be sure. Albany is a depressing place. There's nothing there. It's cold, windy, isolated. This band needs a lot of work, lots of rehearsal time, especially with their new drummer.
New drummer sounded good. They all sounded good. Just the song writing is a bit lame.
It's quite nice here... Too many flies though. Here are some pictures.
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