jammed an awesome goodbye for Amy Phillips and said self on Tuesday at 12 inch bar - thanks for coming out! I had a retro DJ set all worked out, but things chilled out around quarter of one and I was ouuuut. So out, of course, that I left my cell phone and had to back in a mad dash the next day, after rollicking in the brutal surf of Jones Beach. Was great to be at such a clean beach but I missed the madness of Coney Island.