Bones are back in St. Louis

The Broadway Oyster Bar is much less sweaty in November.

The usual suspects: Brian, Mark, Craig, and Steve

Mark's shirt is best viewed under low light. I kid because I love.

The fabulous Eric. I'm not even going to try and red-eye reduce him.

Bert and Eric : now in living color!

How can anyone not know Eric is with the band? He never stops letting you know. ;)

Mark is focused.

Craig rocks a solo while Mark continues his cowbell explorations.

Brian takes a break from the bass bone.

The electric trombone man himself, Mark Mullins

Brian looks so serious. I don't remember what song this was.

St. Louis loves Bonerama

Stop staring at me Eric, you're making me nervous...

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This guy was a local and he's playing the alto trombone. (I think that's what it was...)

Matt shakes it. Steve plays on.

As per usual, the crowd is amazed and blown away by the sousie sound.

I moved over to the other side of the stage. There was an extra crazy guy up front... complete with high kicks.

The one time I stand over on Steve's side and he totally spit all over me.