We’ve had a might fine run with our residency at Palmer’s, but all good things must come to an end. This will be our last Wednesday out on the patio. We started as a fluid crew of musicians, coming and going, playing my odd spy jazz and Balkans tunes. Over the residency, we’ve solidified to an ass kicking long term band of some of the best brass players in town. Grateful to Palmer’s for giving us the chance to make this happen.