Le Anthem Nacional con mi amigo Gregoir Page y su Tio David

natl.jpgI guess someone did film us singing the National Anthem after all. My manager sent me a link to this. This is a lo-fi clip of us singing at Petco Park. For those of you that don't know Gregory Page, I suggest you check him out. I met him years ago at a now closed club called Megolopolis here in San Diego. It was a foggy night and we stood outside after the club closed discussing our love of James Taylor. We spoke in hushed tones because it was uncool for a guy like me in The Rugburns and a guy like Gregory Page in a goth band Baba Yaga to have a love for the Martha's Vineyard living mellow folkie. We couldn't help ourselves and Gregory even showed me his peace sign tattoo that he got because he heard James had one. We're still good friends and we probably talk everyday for at least 10 seconds. He puts out a cd every time he goes to the bathroom. Collect them all and you won't be sorry. He traveled with me for years in The Rugburns and played bass and sang his big ol' heart out. I hope you get to see him play live sometime because he will blow your minds. That's Gregory's Uncle David Page on the drum. He makes his own drums! Then he sells them to people like you. Anyways, I hope you dig the Anthem because we sure had fun singing it. We were real nervous and almost peed our pants. We did it in the key of scaredy cat. Meow, Steve