One would hope. So far, so good.

Dee and Jay both leaned in to see the phone. Jay seemed somewhat impressed by what he heard. With the right drummer, he believed Karl could definitely back a hard, steady rhythm section. Dee was a little more reserved, simply because of how loud he was, and how wasted. Though, this was a party, not an audition.

“We would need to hear you play alongside me, I think.” Jay volunteered. “Not tonight. But if you’re interested.”

Dee pulled out another recording ball to pass along.