Saturday, May 13, 2006
Through the misfortune of our hero, Greg Rice's illness, the Oakteam did something it hasn't done since Jack, Roger and I went to Chicago. We went three piece. I was a little worried but I had full faith in my blood brutha, Big Daddy Dave. And he pulled it off without narry a hitch! In fact, it rocked so much ass that at the end of the night I was standing there at the side of the stage waiting for some kind of trophy or something. It was one of those timeless shows that wasn't recorded and will only be talked about. Just ask anyone who was there. But we really miss Greg "Mozelle" Rice and look forward to his healthy return.