After dinner at a restaurant with a hippo on the wall, we head back to the barn where Sean and Vaughn take some power naps and Kevin reads Lolita while waiting to pick Danny up. Danny's train gets in later than expected; someone parked their car on the tracks in Chappaqua.
After taking a power nap for myself, I make my way over to Baby's All Right, as if I haven't already spent enough time with these guys this weekend. In the past 24 hours that I've been with Acid Dad, more than half of the time was spent listening to them play what seemed like the same chords and riffs over, and over, and over again. But they weren't the same, and now listening to them play at Baby's, a venue I've seen them play a thousand times before, I understand that their effortlessness will never truly be effortless, but with a name like Acid Dad why would you want to be.