In today’s ever shrinking buck vs. technology, I have established a  “techno” band. This “state of the art” ensemble, takes four computer programs, all of my music theory prowess, patience, and, oh yes, a pillow for my blistered, now calloused butt, to create. The result is a, “solo three piece band”. For the small staged area, in some joints, I fit comfortably, volume down, and the rhythm section is not imposing on the couple snuggling in the corner whispering sweet nothings, and the bar tender has no problem hearing the orders, while the girls are moving to the beat, and the guys are tapping on the bar, nodding, in the groove. No need to listen to “Cats In The Cradle”, no mo’, also no more having folks, antsy, looking to head out to a more happening venue. Now, for a bigger place, I play, presently, Friday and Saturday nights in places that can occupy over 200++, pump up the volume and close your eyes, you can easily imagine the bass player thumping away and the drummer doing Para-diddles, then crash goes the cymbal. Inspired folks, are on the dance floor, forgetting that there is only one guy up there, all this sound, beat, guitar solos, harmonicas ripping away. I fit the economic dilemma facing local places and I don’t skimp on sound for the places that may only conceive of a four or five piece band and guess what…. at a fractions of the cost. Ahaa….. the new mousetrap!