After the set, the band was hanging out at the bar. I walked over to thank Richard for his show and we talked for a wee bit. Then, the strangest thing happened. Richard asked me my name, and I told him "Casper." He cocked his head to one side, looked at me funny and asked me if I had a website. Completely shocked that he would know something like that, I said that I did. He said that he remembered seeing the photos that I had taken at a Mike Stern show last year. You could have knocked me over with a feather. A nice and gracious way to end the show.

No photos this time around, though. Sorry; I'll get some next time.

To sum things up, though, this was one of the best jazz shows I've seen in quite some time. It was completely worth the six, seven hour drive to NYC to catch the set. The only thing I'll do differently next time is try to go up for a weekday show, when the band will have more time to stretch and flex and not have to worry about clearing the room for the next set.