Since there were only about 40-50 of us at this little show last Saturday in Orlando, it's safe for me to assume nobody currently reading this was actually there. This means you missed a couple hours or so of some sweet-sounding, sweaty country-rock-soul (the closest I can come to describing the genre) ... and they did it in a tavern with broken air conditioning, no less. So you didn't get excited as I did when they decided to move it on out to the patio and play an acoustic set with a cool breeze attached (and you missed those who were inexplicably throwing rocks at other attendees). And that final thing you missed? This song, Langhorne Slim's "I Ain't Dead," a tune so new, you can't get your hands on a recorded version of it yet. It renewed my faith in the band's ability and how they might just continue to get bigger, better and more polished as time goes on. I also tend to really, really, really like it. Every time I watch this, I find my smile by the middle ... every single time.