I recently got to play at my dream venue, the legendary Balinese Room. It was the swankiest club in the 40's on the Texas Coast with
a lot of history and nostalgia. It was my first big show since my hand surgeries. I got to play on Duke Ellington's piano, and drummed on the same hardwood floor stage where everyone from old Blue Eyes to Peggy Lee used to play. It was so awesome.
The place is haunted, you know. It used to be run by mob gangsters, where they had illegal gambling. The club is 600 feet out into the water, built on a pier, so by the time the Rangers could make it in to bust the place, a buzzer would sound in the back and all the gambling tables were already folded away into secret compartments in the walls. It got shut down by the Rangers, then torn up by Hurricane Carla in 1960, and just recently opened. ZZ top wrote a song about it. "
Down at the Balinese..."
But, our equipment fell off the 17ft. Seawall

Our equipment, unbelievably, escaped unscathed, <landed on concrete and sand> except for the snare hard case. Some think a ghost pushed the dolly.

Other than that, and a few other supernatural experiences which scared 2 of the band guys, we had a great time at the Balinese.
