Tony, you may be gettin old, but I refuse to do it! Yesterday I sailed down Chesapeake Bay in 25-knot winds and 3 to 4-foot seas, single handed. No crew to handle the lines, no one to man the helm while I set the mainsail, no one to handle the boat while I pulled the anchor, just this old man of the sea. I met up with my son and his NEW girlfriend. She's a drop-dead gorgeous, 43-year-old lady who couldn't believe I would be 73 next month. My son is 47, recently separated from his current wife, and soon to be divorced. They both agreed the music sucked, was too loud, and they both left the uphill music area within minutes after the band fired up. They're not old!

Almost forgot - my son was a lead guitar player and vocalist in a grunge band for 5 years. He can do things with a guitar that most people only dream about. Believe me he knows about loud. If a band is too loud for him, then I guarantee you the band is too loud.

Cheers,

Gary