One Last Time

Okay, I hear you saying, enough with the ancient concert videos. You're in your 40's. Your hairline has betrayed you. Get over it. Ah, but I just can't resist. Just one more, okay? You can't tell in the video, but my guitar strap sports these three buttons on it -- each shows the logo of various youth ministries I had led in different cities across Canada, before returning to my musical roots in the mid-90's.

Video Notes: That white puff of smoke at the very end, coupled with the loud electric shorting-out sound that obliterates even the drummer... was the sight, sound, and smell of my amplifier head experiencing its last throes as it fused itself solid in a white-flamed meltdown, never to rise again. Heck of a way to get a new paperweight. But at least I wasn't electrocuted in the process.