I don't typically do this, but figured I'd get in on the fun...so here goes (pardon my longwindedness):
CHEERS:
-To Glenn for a great fest, as well as for accommodating the band as well as our friends and family in the "Crimson Militia."
-To all of the stage and sound crew for tolerating our Sgt. Molly Allman Crimson Brothers Lonely Hearts Club Band.
-To Rich and Kent for having to sort out the thousands of inputs, most of which came from Moop LaPoop's den of rare and exotic instruments, as well as Zahner tripping the light keyboardtastic.
-To my brothers and bandmates:
Ben Jackson, for taking time out of your very hectic schedule to paint the Red Shark guitar for me before the gig; it looked badass! You're awesome, thank you!
Dana Burnell, for bleeding through your socks at the show, compiling the intro CD and loaning us your lovely wife to help sort out the merch before the show!
Jeff Lords, we couldn't have done the show without you. You are indeed the rock and the foundation of this band and I know you had other very important obligations to attend; thank you so much for giving us your time and your rippin' bass!
The War Machine, Wade Black, for standing front and center to kick ass and melt faces for the beginning of our set as well as closing the show for us, and for carrying Danaë up 17th street...haha!
I couldn't ask for a better group of guys, and for all of your time, hard work and effort, and for putting up with me pushing you all to practice harder and longer...thank you, all of you, for sparing my life.
-To our incredible lineup of guest vocalists for being so enthusiastic and prepared to meet me at the hotel room and/or venture down into the catacombs of the backstage to rehearse with me (many for the first time) only an hour before the show...you guys all kicked ass and took names, every one of you.
-To Matt LaPorte and John Zahner both for providing atmosphere and a solid wall of sound behind the band and the singers; it really made a difference and it wouldn't have been nearly as awesome without you, and for being a true friend of Midnight's. ...thank you also for being such good sports amidst the razzing (which, for the record, will not stop).
-To Todd LaTorre for falling out of the sky, dusting yourself off, and wailing like no tomorrow. You've been so kind and generous with your time, helping us prepare for ProgPower, and you've made us all very proud...including Midnight. You have a very bright future ahead of you, my friend...
-To my lovely, übertalented wife Danaë Saree for putting up with my constant intensity leading up to ProgPower, and for her beautiful performance of Painted Skies with Danilo Herbert. I know Midnight was smiling down on you. You amaze me more and more every day...thank you!
-To the "Midnight at 4am" revival crew: Todd LaTorre, David VanLanding, Danaë Saree, Wade Black, John Zahner and Ben Jackson (as well as The Captain and Jose), for lending their vocal and musical skills to a very fun and personal singalong at the piano bar of the Hotel Midtown.
-Of course, to all the fans who came to the performance. Couldn't have done it with you and it was great meeting many of you at the Artmore afterparty (thanks to Chris Rifkin for the Chimay) and the autograph signing.
Cheers!
FAVORITE MOMENTS:
-Getting stuck in football traffic on Thursday while attempting to drive Chris Salinas to his performance with Future's End with only minutes to spare, at which point he opted to hurl himself from the vehicle and sprint down the street as if several of Atlanta's finest were hot on his tail. Myself, Danaë Saree and Joakím Brodén had a good laugh as he darted away. Chris, you shall be forever known as...THE RUNNING MAN.
-Andy B. Franck, overheard backstage, referring to another singer's attempt at a high note: "...Zhere is no powah in zhat! Zhat is not METAL!" before nearly collapsing in a fit of mirth.
(By the way, thanks for being such a good sport after I flipped you shit about forgetting your lyrics after your show... "I don't man, my mind...I guess I just BLACKED OUT!" I guess that's what the B stands for? *lol*)
-Hearing the first note of "Mayday" flying out of Todd LaTorre's mouth. WOW. That was just awesome.
-Meeting Ben Jackson in the middle of the stage for some dual lead shredding. "Are we having fun yet?!"
-Danaë Saree as The Queen of the Masquerade. How cool was that??
-Seeing Brett and Barry leaning up against the front of the stage, grinning like two kids who snuck into a titty bar, after telling them I was going to rip their eyebrows right off their fucking faces.
-Yanking three guitar strings off of my white V at the end of the "Queen of the Masquerade" guitar solo.
-Looking over at Sgt. ROCK and watching him kill it on the bass with that badass grimace.
-Matt LaPorte signing the middle fingers of female fans, and signing no less than three autographs as "Moop LaPoop."
-My buddy Neil telling my (very good-looking SIXTEEN YEAR OLD) little brother, "Dude, don't look at my girlfriend. Don't even TALK to my girlfriend." (She looks like a Playboy centerfold...)
-David VanLanding for losing his car for nearly 24 hours, believing it to be stolen, before he remembered that he valeted it. Dude...where's your car??
-The monitor guy during sound check asking Matt LaPorte for "more bottom end." 'Nuff said.
-Urban Breed nearly decapitating Jeff Lords with his Highlander-esque mic stand maneuvers.
-Watching Nils k. Rue and Danaë Saree nearly blow Budweiser out their noses backstage after I told Kelly Sundown he'd make a better comedian than a singer...at which point he attempted to make a grand exit and walked right into (and nearly trampled by) a very sweaty Brainstorm, who had just come offstage.
I don't have any jeers, but I would like to apologize to everyone at the show for the technical failure involving Midnight's "appearance." Perhaps a touch apropos, but still...that was a bummer. We'll have the full video posted here on the forum in the next day or so.
All in all, PPUSA has been a truly memorable, special, and at times hilarious experience...truly one of our favorites.
THANK YOU!
How can one person be so sweet? Jen, you're going to give me diabetes, seriously. 
