A chair in the band.  I have never played guitar with a band and haven't played with a band at all since high school.  Fun at a family party last night.  I ALWAYS have a guitar with me, but I didn't know there would be a band at the party and had no expectation to play other than to find a quiet space away from people and just practice a little.  My father-in-law asked me to sit in with the guys. I said after a couple glasses of bourbon, maybe.

I did OK with Move It On Over.

Little screw up at the turnaround.

Next up was Honky Tonk Woman and I didn't know the chord progression so I just played slide fills.  Last was Johnny B. Goode and last time I played that was in high school. . . on trombone.  I had no idea where I was.

The band was great, but they didn't know any blues songs at all.  Tried to get them to do Baby Please Don't Go, crowd wanted Bad To The Bone.  No luck on either one.  It was fun nevertheless.  The highlight was a guy who came up to me after seeing the slide on my pinky and says, "Wow!  You play really good for having a sprained finger!"