It's been three days since the first "Twisted Mac" show and I'm still on a high. I haven't felt this alive in years and it's because it's been that long since I've been on a stage. But there I was, on a stage, with a microphone and maracas in hand. This is what I live for. I love my family more than I could ever express, but performing is what keeps my blood pumping.

The show was amazing. There was so much energy in the room, even though it was a small crowd. Doesn't matter. I'm still happy and now I can't wait to do it all again.

Ready for the next move.

Come on boys, when's our next rehearsal?