Kevin (with Josephine and Mr. Trilby) outside Colony Records, NYC, July 2009

Kevin says his electric guitar (I mean, Josephine) is a member of the band. If he’s playing the acoustic, he announces (mostly to the walls) that we’re missing a member.

Now, he wants to make his hat (Mr. Trilby) our manager, and his turquoise ring (Mr. Blue) our security guy.

Me: Do I really have to be in a band with a bunch of inanimate objects?

Kevin: Like you’ve never done that before.

Ha! Yeah, well I didn’t ask who. But anyway.

See, it’s not that the hat (Mr. Trilby) and ring (Mr. Blue) haven’t been around. They both spent their lives pre-Kevin in Greenwich Village. We found the trilby at Native Leather on Bleecker Street a couple of years ago and the ring last month at The Silversmith on W. 4th.

Even so, do I want to be in a band with a hat and a ring? What’s next? Glasses? Marbles? The Jesus coin?

Well, to paraphrase Gigi’s comment to Gaston, Kevin, I’d rather be crazy with you than without you. :)