January 29

This morning I played hookey from Sunday school in order to spastically practice Jack Schrader's arrangement of Amazing Grace. Bluesy-licks, peppered liberally with gigantic chords from one end of the keyboard to the other, are his hallmark. I finally left for church, wishing madly that I had one more week with the piece. I don't think I've felt that unprepared for a gig, except in nightmares.

I'm grateful that I managed to pull it off during the service and although I did drop the innards of more than a few chords, I hit no major clunkers. Amazing Grace happened this morning, for sure.