As many of you guessed last week, today marks the ten year anniversary of the Refreshments' last gig.
So, Art, how do you feel, ten years removed?
Proud of a band that put its indelible stamp on Tempe, Arizona and rock music in general?
Proud of having written and recorded 30-some songs together, compiled into two records and change, that still get played ten years later?
Very much so.
Proud of having laid down the law with such sweet authority from coast to coast from 1994-1998?
Bet your ass.
Would you ever reunite with your old bandmates?
(Sigh.) Don't do this to me.
Well, I think people want to know where you stand on this.
How 'bout this: not never, but not imminent either.
You're being evasive.
I'm tired. I had a gig last night.
Where'd you play?
Anything else you'd like to add on this momentous anniversary?
The most moral way I know to honor what the Refreshments did is to keep doing it.
Inventing new forms of art and entertainment, writing new books and songs and blogs, performing for people; in general, creating "that which did not exist before," as Faulkner said.
He was in Gunsmoke.
One more question.
Sorry. Lunch time.