I once stood at Carlos Santana's feet, close enough to get sweat splashed on me after it hit the stage, while tripping on acid spiked champagne.....I don't know how I went from the balcony to the floor but there I was right at the stage staring up watching every finger muscle do it's dance across the fretboard, little sambas and tangos along with the music, that was the greatest concert I have ever been to and on New Years Eve of all days....