One night when I was touring with with Joan Baez, she finished a song in front of a couple thousand people, then turned to the band and said quietly – but no so quietly the whole audience couldn't hear her, too – "...my bad."
I can't even remember what she was apologizing for. Just like twenty years from now you won't remember why I sent this email, but it's because at 7:30 this morning, I sent out the
reminder below a good two hours early, which may have led to some confusion, not to say disappointment and possibly even a spot of consternation.
My bad.
Here's the same email, sent at the proper time. Hope to see you at the live stream!