We had a killer time playing at Mile 9.5 of the big Marathon today.  40,000 intrepid runners from around the globe gave us a steady stream of love and gratitude as they rounded the bend from Clark St. onto Webster, and we blasted it back at them best we could amidst the coolest temps we’ve ever played in. 

Juggling guy, Barefoot guy, Jigging Lady, and Team Outlaw were some of our favorites.  I also had to smile at the three fit-as-a-fiddle lady marathoners dancing in place to Tangleweed while waiting anxiously for the port-a-john next to our little bandshell.

The audience around us was great, too - plenty of dancing and cheering, a few cd sales, even a cash tip for the band.  A quick visit from our stunt-harmonica player Kevin (The Mayor of Bucktown) Burroughs was a sweet touch.  Kip’s trusty canopy gave us shelter from the rains that never came, and the city’s trusty diesel generator kept the wattage flowing to our little p.a. system w/ nary a hitch.

Heartfelt thanks to the Marathon organizers for having us back again this year, and extra-big ups to every one of the runners - we’ll savor all those kisses you blew us until we see you again next year.