Yesterday, Eric and I traveled into the Bronx for my friend's 39th birthday party. We got there several hours after the child-friendly, mid-afternoon party had started, since I had a performance yesterday afternoon. As it started to get dark, some of the younger revelers were getting tired and getting a little sensitive with each other.The solution?Face painting, of course! I keep my kit in the car except when I bring it in between gigs to clean it, and so it was right there in the back seat when...
