8 photos from last night's amazement.

The Slip + My Morning Jacket = A very satisfied SuperDee

Photos from last night's show at 9:30 Club in Washington, DC:

It's All Happening - Part I

The chronicles of SuperDee continue with a Thanksgiving dinner that couldn't be beat and I didn't get up until the next morning when the world went shopping and I came back to Brooklyn. After reading an homage or two on the 30th anniversary of The Last Waltz, the only thing to do that afternoon was put the DVD on and relish in the true rockness of the film. Seeing all of these musicians in their young and crazy days is so mind boggling. Like myself and my friends now, they were at a time in their lives when they believed they had all the answers - most of 'em, anyway. Most of life's little tricks could be expressed and explained with song. During the rousing chorus at the end, the film scans the faces of rock legends, realized and otherwise, and you get a mixed sense of power, insecurity, and just plain ol' good entertainment.

Friday night kicked off a week that we should just call Super. I've got a handful of my top 5 favorites comin' at me all week and it started out with a holiday Bisco run at the Hammerstein. "The Overture" was a super way to open the run but I didn't quite get my groove into perfection until the "Shimmy" in the second set. Dripping with sensuality the "Shimmy" sandwiched the "Ladies" and the place was going wild. The encore on night one was sick - Magner's "Spy" gave way to a pretty huge jam which lead into some familiar territory... A melody began to emerge and synapses were firing trying to put a name to that sound. Before you know it we are amidst the ending of G'n'R's "November Rain" which they rocked out to completion in a style that could have put Axl and crew themselves to shame. Fists pumping and the crowd singing along: "Don't ya think that you need somebody / Don't ya think that you need someone / Everybody needs somebody / You're not the only one / You're not the only one!" Ah yes, good times.

The show was followed by your general meeting up with friends in town at random bars and filling up jukeboxes with gratifying sing-along tunes. DB, in for the holiday weekend for T-day, came to stay with me in Brooklyn for the night so we stayed up a while longer to watch the new My Morning Jacket DVD, Okonokos. Oh my gosh.... this is the greatest thing anyone will ever have in a living room. I love that there's sort of a story line running throughout. There's a man from the 30's that is at a fancy party. A llama type thing walks into the party and the man, mesmerized, takes the llama by the leash and walks with him out into the woods. Through the drooping leaves, they find themselves in a very magical place... The Fillmore! I was lucky to be there live - and an amazing experience that was - but reliving it in on my couch staring with awe at the glowing box is another experience altogether. Amazing...

On Saturday we had a lovely walk through Prospect Park and a poke through the Slope. Then it was time to go back to the Hammerstein. After stashing contraband in my shoes, I entered the room into the "ooooooh ooooooh oooooh" part of "Basis" - hot! A romp through "Spacebirdmatingcall" and back into "Basis" before they meandered into Pink Floyd land with "Echoes." I was standing in the drinks line at the beginning and just had to duck back in before I got served to hear Barber's soaring guitar solo. The set ended with the middle spacey section looping over the PA and the lights gradually came on for setbreak. The loop continued through the break and sure enough, they launched right back into "Echoes" to start the second set. The peak of the night was absolutely when "M.E.M.P.H.I.S." just POPPED out of nowhere and the crowd went berserk. The end had this visceral rock section that came from the gut instead of their warped brains. Brilliant. We got a Habber and a Dribble and some other goodness, but the moment of the night came for me from a spot nestled in the corner of southwestern Tennessee.

Post show silliness ensued... and that was pretty much that for Thanksgiving weekend!

"Good to be alive today, eh?"

That's what this little old lady said to me just a few moments ago as she was hobbling down the street with her cane. You know what? She's right. Clear blue sky, crispy cold air... the holidays are comin, family time is imminent, merriment, feasting and celebration just around the corner... So what I've been working around the clock to finish last-minute-pre-holiday work as well as the 2007 JamBase Wall Calendar which is gonna be pretty sweet. Back and forth with photographers of all temperments and timeliness, band managers, crazy musicians (ya know I love ya) has been making me a little batty the last few days. But in a few months, I'm gonna get to send a check to KidsmART and that is gonna feel great.

Leave it to a little old lady to put things in perspective in about five seconds. It truly is good to be alive.

Harry, we're comin' back to Quincy!

Harry, sweet Harry... Our lovely little tree that sits pretty in the Plumas County Fairgrounds of Quincy, California... The powers-that-be have made their compromises, made their peace and created a situation that has everyone satisfied. On July 5 - 8, 2007, we will once again come to your home, our home, and hold our favorite celebration on the planet... the High Sierra Music Festival!

The Sheriff and the HSMF organizers have come to an agreement that includes a citizen Walk-Along program, fewer patrols, moving law enforcement headquarters off-site, removal of the SWAT vehicle, officers staying on main pathways, and daily briefings with the festival in order to immediately address any issues. Check out the letter from the Sheriff.

And oh yeah, BIGGERER AND BETTERER IN '07! See ya in Quincy!!!!!!!

Bobby Previte is an Animal

Thanks to my 8 year (and running) obsession with Skerik, I have gotten to see some great musicians. How many nights a year does he play? 200? 250 maybe? He may go for a two or three week tour with the same band but it changes all year round so there's always something different. Whenever I see his name on a bill, it's pretty much a guarantee that I'm gonna be there if I'm in a nearby area code. It partly has to do with the way he rocks his saxophone - that crazy charming black voodoo magic saxophone - but it also is very much about the folks that he surrounds himself with. Never any slouches. Always top-notch musicians.

Last night at the Knitting Factory, Skerik was actually not front and center. This post isn't even really about Skerik at all! This night was about Bobby Previte and his Coalition of the Willing who had their final show of tour last night. This version of the alliance included Skerik (duh) with Charlie Hunter on guitar (just "plain" ol' guitar - not the eight-string) and Robert Walter on organ (but it really was an electronic keyboard pretending to be an organ). What a fantastic lineup! Everyone got their chance to shine but it was clear that this is Bobby's band and the other boys are just along for the ride. Bobby is one of those people that have that rhythm coming out of them at all times and when you put the sticks in his hand we can all enjoy it. The beats are like a part of his DNA and you can just imagine him tapping away in the womb. There's a few drummers that really create that feeling for me... Andrew Barr, Joe Russo, and Jason Smart come to mind. I digress...

Watching Bobby is mind-blowing. He is a monster but does it all with that mellow "downtown" jazzy classy vibe. But what the hell do I know anyway. Here's a little video of Bobby last night:



That's it for now...

No one is THAT excited about a dinette set.

I love this video that was passed along today. He reminds me of someone running like an antelope, out of control:




The caption of this video is, and I quote "never take druggs on price is right".

Rotary Downs - Chained to the Chariot

I'm going to do a cross-post kinda thing today because I'm sleepy-brained! I wrote a review of the new Rotary Downs new album, Chained to the Chariot, for JamBase so here it is:

Big gun brigand the rumbling drum
I'm going to come down to run the slums with a slicer
Here I come in a crumbling chrysler
Shun the sun one thumb on the visor

These words open the new Rotary Downs album, Chained to the Chariot. What does it all mean? Does it really matter when you have "slicer" being rhymed with "chrysler" right out of the gates? Chained to the Chariot has way more than meets the ear. Although the words themselves do simply sound great together, this is not just a case of throwing together nonsensical language to create a flow of sounds with syllables. This becomes excruciatingly apparent when you hear the words "seven thirty-five in the morning / forty-five degrees in the heart / all the little kids on the corner / they're old enough to see in the dark."

Continue reading over at JamBase....

Park Slope Sure is Comfy

I read something last week about a Park Slopian (Park Slopite?) feeling like a little mouse when venturing into the "big city" of Manhattan. I am starting to understand what this feels like. When I moved back from San Francisco, Park Slope seemed a very very easy transition for me. We've got brownstones instead of victorians here but the vibe is very similar. Cute boutiques that are squeezing my credit cards dry, non-pretentious but delicious dining, happy people walking around with dogs and baby carriages and sensible shoes. Not that I have a dog or a baby carriage but these things are comforting to me for some reason.

Anyway... it's been days since I've left "da Slope" and I thought I'd share some of my new discoveries. I had my first visit to Southpaw last Friday to see a band called Califone. The band wasn't quite for me but a 5000 square ft music venue within walking distance of my apartment sure is! Union Hall is definitely becoming a regular stop whenever I have a Park Slope night. I missed the music there on Friday night but they had the can of Bud I was thirsting for at the moment! It's the little things, really...

Dining has been quite good in the 'hood as well. I had a great meal at Bar Toto the other night. Italian wines, scrumptious paninis, and addicting shoestring fries all with a very sweet neighborhoody feel. I also had a lovely evening at the very classy (for Brooklyn) Stone Park Cafe. From the first sip of Pinot Gris to the last bit of Root Beer Float dessert (uh huh... with a chocolate chip cookie marshmallow sandwich in it) it was a completely wonderful dining experience (no doubt also due to my handsome company). Another highlight was the short rip sandwich appetizer - ridiculous!

Music... I know I already mentioned Southpaw but I'd like to get more even local than that. Anyone know who Mike Gamble is? Mike is an awesome guitarist with a twisted mind who just so happens to bring a trio to Bar 4 on Monday nights - spitting distance from my apartment. So, after a visit to the YMCA, pickin up a little tuna from Kiku Sushi, I sat down at the bar and enjoyed the jazz, a nice glass of red, and good conversation with friends and neighbors. It's starting to feel like home around here...

Backstage with JamBase

Enough of all this dead guy talk. Let's watch some Backstage with JamBase videos from Vegoose and some Bay Area shows that were recently uploaded.



Get a whole bunch of videos here.

Yup, it was a dead guy.

So, curiosity got the best of me. That crowd was just not dispersing and the news van showed up. I went down to check it out. Apparently, they found a dead guy in the little park (I believe it's called the Detective Joseph Mayrose Park). It was one of the homeless guys that pretty much lives in there. There is no word on whether he was killed or if he just... died. This is not good news for my little neighborhood. Seems like Channel 2 was on the scene so I guess we'll find out more later.

Something's Going On Out There

Should I be concerned that there's been police activity in the little park behind my building? I have no idea what could have happened but potentially something with the people that sleep in that little park? Gosh, I hope little Junior is okay out there. There's a few Lenny Briscoe and Ed Green types in there chatting it up. But their suits look a little too nice to be police detectives. Maybe they followed some crazy jewel thief to this little park of Brooklyn. Maybe aliens came and abducted someone from right there. Maybe they found a dead body in there. Um, that's kinda creepy. I guess I could go outside and investigate but honestly I'd rather just speculate from the warm indoors. And it's starting to rain...

Can't Seem to Focus Today...

...so I will share some links. The first is a New Orleans Photo Essay done by my friend Zack Smith for ASCAP. Next up is the Vegoose video montage that was put together from the footage we (JamBase) shot a couple weekends ago. Next is this damn song that I STILL can't stop listening to . And finally, thanks to Tanner, I now know that bankers can be very passionate lyricists. Goodness.

East Meadow in the House!

About 8 months ago I got "found" on myspace by a friend from my hometown whom I haven't from since high school graduation many moons ago. It took me a few minutes to find the 17 year old boy in these grizzly photos on his myspace page, but sure enough, it was East Meadow's only Andrew Friedman (sorry... ANDY... he goes by "Andy" now). This is someone I've known for *gasp* 25 years (is that even possible??) and once the connection was made it was a thrill to see what he'd been doing for the last 13 years (including cartoons for the New Yorker).

Anyway, to make a long story longer, I find out he lives in Brooklyn with his wife and new baby. This came just at the point when I was beginning to make my transition back to New York from San Francisco. I was really excited to catch up with Andrew (er...uh..Andy...I'll get used to it) and once we did get together, it was like no time had passed. Really nice how that happens with old friends.

Fast forward to November 2006 (last night, to be exact), I finally was able to go see Andy's band live. He and his band, The Other Failures, just got off a Southeastern swing where they were touring and promoting Andy's new record, Taken Man. When I walked into the door at Bowery Poetry Club last night, the opening band was still on the stage. What I didn't realize is that it was ANOTHER band with guys from East Meadow! Common Rotation is actually based in L.A. now but features E.M. alum, Adam Busch on vocals and Eric Kufs on guitar (and lovely harmony with Adam) with Jordan Katz (also from E.M.) on trumpet. Buffy the Vampire Slayer fans might recognize Adam - he's come a really long way since nailing the role of Pippin back in '92! (Sorry, Adam... had to do it.) Anyway, here they are:

Next up was Andy Friedman & The Other Failures... Andrew always had such amazing artistic talent but I never really thought of him as a musician (although, now that I am thinking back, he did play saxophone in the band with Mr. Bonasera). He was the guy that drew on everything and probably won some superlative like "Best Guy Who Draws Cool Stuff" in the high school yearbook. What I'm finding as I go through life is that true artists have a talent that bridges across mediums as there is a neverending flow of creativity and the outlets are essential.


Andy got on stage and began to snarl and growl and do this rockabilly, Johnny Cash thing and I was thinking, how did this nice boy from Long Island get so surly? Ever since I've known him, he had a sense of humor that was way ahead of his time. This has carried on into his performance as his lyrics are thoughtful and clever and funny and they are delivered with such a scrappy personality. A full on sing-along almost broke out with one chorus that goes a little something like this, "Guys like me don't get grants, writing poems in my underpants." It was awesome to see Andy put himself out there like that! I gotta say, the band kinda rocked, too, with a lap steel for that country twang and his other guitarist dishing out some awesome surf rock sounds.

All in all, a great night for people from East Meadow and live music lovers on the Lower East Side. Check out Andy here: andyfriedman.net and myspace.com/otherfailures. I'm just now getting my first taste of the record, Taken Man, which is available through all sorts of avenues including our faithful Rhapsody.

La Via est Bonne

The connection ain't great but here I am:

The Divided Sky

Thanks to a new friend I am currently rockin' some killer Phish Band music. Funny how time passes between Phish listens and how great it is when you come back home. The Divided Sky comes at a perfect point in our unseasonably warm November day. This is the kind of jam and blue sky that makes you want to have class outside today. This is actually quite possible for me as apparently Prospect Park now has wi-fi. I might just have to head down this Brooklyn street and do just that...

A Day to be Cozy

Lovely weather we're having today!

I want to say congratulations to my dear friends in P-Groove for their cover feature in Flagpole - the go-to music mag of their new home in Athens, Georgia.

A quote from Brock about their new upcoming album:

“I think the elements that make us the band we are are still there, but we’re bringing more experience," says Butler of the band's evolution. "We’re no longer jamming out to see what happens, and we’re not just recording happy accidents. We like having ideas that manifest… and on this album I wanted a different guitar tone. I wanted crunch!”

I also wanted to comment today on how adorable Dan Rather was on Stewart's show last night! [The LIVE Midterm Midtacular: Tuesday, 11/7 Pt. 2]

Happy rainy Wednesday...

p.s. Slip Links for Today

This just in...

The Slip will be performing live today at 12:30pm EST on www.kexp.org.

Stream the whole album here: myspace.com/thebooth.

Vote... for Eisenhower

I just returned home from the darling PS 10 magnet school around the corner from my house. Goodness, New York voters have it easy! Step up to the table, sign your name, go behind the curtain, pull a few levers and step out. You're done. I was a San Francisco resident for about 7 years and man, they make you WORK out there! No doubt my friends in San Francisco have about 30 state and city propositions to vote on. On one hand, it seems really great to really have such a hands-on voice in the decisions going on in your state and community. On the other hand, think of all the people, and their various levels of educations on the issues, voting somewhat blindly. That's a little scary. Either way, I was pretty happy to have it simple this time. I had one objective in the voting booth today and I'm just gonna be totally partisan and come right out and say it: The Democratic party had a clean sweep behind my curtain. It's time to do whatever I can to get those creepy Republicans out of office.

Ok, enough of that. I'll let my brain go back to elections when Jon Stewart comes on later.

On to the music of the day.... THE SLIP! Election Day is also the release date of Eisenhower, easily the record of "arrival" for The Slip at their new place in modern rock. While they are somewhat unrecognizable from their first studio masterpiece, the jazzy and pensive From the Gecko, the sincerity and the integrity still screams loud. Fellow Slip followers will recognize "Children of December," "If One of Us Should Fall," and "The Soft Machine" which have been setlist staples for a few years. Guitar Hero gamers will get their "Even Rats." The brilliance of their evolved songwriting and poetry will make souls shake with "Airplane/Primitive" and "Life in Disguise." The Slip seemingly has become a band for everyone, finally. Faithful fans will never go anywhere as the connection that one has with The Slip is tenacious and unyielding. Sometimes they make you so mad or so sad all you can do is clinch your fists, shut your eyes and cry. Other times your mind becomes a blue sky, free from everything except the beauty of the music. Whatever happens at any single moment, one thing is profoundly true - once The Slip gets in, you can't get 'em out. Do what you gotta do to get Eisenhower today - the slip goods | rhapsody | itunes.

That's Some Real Conversation For Your Ass

Thankfully CMJ is behind me so I can get back to regularly scheduled mayhem. I don't have too much of my own brilliance to share today so I will share someone else's: Ben Folds. His new album, Supersunnyspeedgraphic, The Lp, is all ready for consumption. Do whatever you need to do to get it [ iTunes | Napster | Real | Rhapsody] so you can hear the totally addicting cover of "Bitches Ain't Shit". It's literally at the point where I can't start my day until I've listened to it at least 4 times. My favorite part is when the music swells and, as if he was singing about his long lost love who took his favorite sweater, Ben sings with all sincerity and sensitivity "i'm back in the muthafuckin' county jail / six months on my chest now it's time to bail / i get's released on a hot sunny day / my nigga d.o.c. and my homey dr. dre". Ah, Ben, I loves ya...

More CMJ - TGIF

Things were a lot clearer on Friday morning after pretty much skipping out on the night before (although I did end up staying up to watch Borat on the Daily Show which was hilarious). After lunch with a friend here in Park Slope, I jumped on the train to head back up to Lincoln Center.

Ariel was saving me a seat in the 4th row of Alice Tully Hall at the panel called Membership Privileges: Artist Exposure Through Web Communities - certainly an appropriate topic for us. While it was aimed mostly at artists who don't necessarily have any prowess in interwebland, it was definitely eye-opening to realize how much can happen for an artist when they can interact directly with their fans. And there are so many ways to do that now - the sky really is the limit. An artist can just choose their own adventure, give away an MP3, make a mini-golf date with their street teamers while on the road and voila, you've got yourself an active national fanbase. JamBase is certainly headed in this general direction. By choosing their favorite bands, fans will naturally be promoting these bands - mostly without the band even knowing! Anyway... good panel. Nice to see the creative potential with the internets!

The moon was looking very cool as we headed downtown to start the party time. First stop was Sin-E for the Planetary Group party. It was so dark inside the only thing to do was drink alcohol. Oooooh and it was FREE alcohol, too! Yeah! Strange things were afoot inside and I'm not quite sure exactly what was going on but we were treated to a song by an odd man. Then this Japanese band played - they were not good. THEN, the Robbers On High Street played and I liked that a lot! They had great musicianship and a great onstage energy. This is the rock'n'roll I was lookin for the night before. Got it now. Here are a few pics from Sin-E:


Next... We went around the corner for another drink and realized that we were at the KEXP party. I love KEXP! Triple-A radio rules! The night was starting to get fuzzy already as we walked to Delancey street. Next thing I know, I'm at the too-cool-to-have-a-functioning-toilet FADER party. It's quite ironic that this is where I found out that Billy Nershi is leaving String Cheese Incident. While my personal life will not be affected by such an announcement, this is what we call "pretty huge" in jamland. Even more ironic, I ran into fellow "jammers" Mike Greenhaus and Benjy Eisen and scooped 'em on the story. Of course all this meant is that Benjy and I had to follow Mike blocks and blocks so he could post the news. Great pontification along the way, though.

We jumped on the L train en route for Williamsburg. We picked up another Relix traveler, somewhat randomly, along the way. We were headed to Warsaw to see The Secret Machines. The Machines have Warsaw all weekend for their "In the Round" spectacular. This is the closing weekend of their month-long nationwide tour. It's really quite amazing what they accomplished this month. The stage itself is incredible to see - a steel cage with speakers and lights popping out. The thing looks like it's going to launch through the roof. The band rocked last night and they definitely seemed excited to be on home turf with a great crowd taboot. And the pierogies were DEEEEEEEEEEEEELICIOUS! Yum!






That's all for now...

CMJ Continueth

There seems to be some new people coming to my house. I can feel you out there in interwebland, watching, typing. For my own sanity, I hope you don't mind if I just go ahead and pretend you are not there. Pretend that I am talking to myself over here.

CMJ continues on this week... On Thursday, I went into the city for the "Whose Space" panel on issues arising from user-generated content sites. Google video and SONY were up there patting themselves on the backs for being deal-making geniuses while some folks in the audience were getting a bit restless. This seems to be kind of a hot issue... as more and more of this multimedia content becomes available for an infinite amount of people to potentially make money on, where does the artist fit in? Or do they simply reap the benefits of becoming better known by having infinite outlets for their art?

Thursday night's musical escapades were kind of a crapshoot for me. I had every intention of bopping around and catching what I can but my post-Vegas exhaustion was really starting to catch up with me. I went to a party at The Delancey put on by my SF friends, IODA. I met some cool geeky internet music types while Thurston Moore spun some records. From there I went to Tonic to check out what was happening at the Thrill Jockey showcase. Their first act of the night was Angela Desveaux, a Canadian songbird. She had a lovely voice but at that time, I needed some loud guitar to keep me out that night. So, my feets did their walking to the F Train home... Here's Angela:

If my clone were in good working condition I would have sent it over to the Velour Records showcase to see Sonya Kitchell and Kaki King. Alas...

Stay tuned...

The CMJ Invasion - Wednesday

No rest for the weary... This week the CMJ Music Marathon descends on NYC. This is my first CMJ experience but it feels very similar to Austin's SXSW Music Festival except smaller tradeshow, bigger city.

I had to give myself a day of rest post-Vegas so I began my CMJ-ing on Wednesday with a viewing of the new VICE Magazine movie, The Vice Guide to Travel. A non-Vice reader may possibly think, "Oooh, how nice. A travel movie. Where will they go? The Virgin Islands, maybe? Barcelona? Maybe a tour of impressionist art in Paris?" Um... no... This is Vice. And if you know their magazine, you know they are going to pick places that will make you squirm in your seat. In this movie, you will see kids making guns in Pakistan, soaring radiation levels in Chernobyl, and how to track down a nuclear warhead in Bulgaria so powerful it could send NYC packing its bags for good. Sweet dreams, little ones.

Back to the trade show, I checked out a panel on digital music where folks from Rhapsody, Snocap, MP3.com, Napster, and RoyaltyShare discussed the seemingly bright future of online music distribution. Sitting in Avery Fisher Hall listening to a bunch of people talk is all fine and good but I'm a music junkie and Dr. Dog was about to play on the Day Stage just outside the theater doors. I love this band. They are totally dorky but full of a spirit that I just can't get enough of. So fun to watch and their melodies are spot on.

After milling about the tradeshow for a while longer, it was time to start thinking about the nighttime activities. A bite to eat then we jumped on the subway to go downtown... First stop was the Bowery Ballroom to see What Made Milwaukee Famous, an indie-pop-rock thing from Austin. I enjoyed it a lot - good singing (Michael Kingcaid is the guy) and the band was tight. I'm still not quite sure what it is that made Milwaukee famous but I'm definitely checking out the band again.

Next stop was The Delancey to check out Honeycut, a band from the SF Bay Area (although, I never knew them before). Their show started a half hour late which is bad news on such a tight scheduled event like this. They are Quannum records family and I believe the keyboardist did some touring with Blackalicious. It didn't quite happen for me live but I get the sense that this is one of those bands I'd like to hear what they produce in the studio. Of course, it might have just been that I was ansy to get over to Tonic...

Next stop was Tonic to see.... The Slip! The new album, Eisenhower, comes out next week and I think the world is finally ready for the Slip-takeover! The room was nice and full for their set. They opened with "Paperbirds" - while it's easily the most brilliant song on the new album, I was surprised that's what they chose for their indie-rock showcase opener. It seemed to go over quite well though! They continued with "Even Rats" and then a brand new song I've never heard before. A rocking "Airplane Primative" and "Children of December" (yes, for those keeping score at home, Brad climbed up on his amps) closed the set and there you have it. Short and sweet, the NEW Slip at your service. Get the album!

A quick stop to see Ariel's friend at Annex and then we hopped in a cab to go to the Pussycat Lounge near the World Trade Center to see The Ratchets, a Clash-esque new rock band Ariel is working with. No way this would have been on my festival radar without Ariel but it was awesome. The bass player blew me away and it was great to see such energy on the stage. SuperDee at a punk show? I'm learning something new every day...

Ok, that's it for Wednesday. Back to Brooklyn and now plotting the course for today. One more pic... me and my CMJ partner-in-crime, the lovely miss Ariel Hyatt.