That's me, with one of my very favorite songwriter/singers, Steve Poltz, at The Rhythm Room last weekend. Who's Poltz, you ask? Remember that song that got stuck in your brain, the one you couldn't get rid of? Kept obsessing about breaking the yolk and making a smiley face? Sung by a girl named Jewel? He's the man that wrote about the fried egg that became a number one hit for the girl he dug. Kewl Stuff.
