As we finish up our 7½ week tour, we are all having mixed feelings about this experience coming to an end. It’s a bit sad to be playing our last concert and listening to Steve sing and narrate the story of Tormé Sings Tormé. The last time we’ll be wearing our black suits and colorful ties, dining backstage before the show, sharing stories and gags on the bus. At the same time all of us have to be looking forward to getting back to the normalcy of our lives. Some of us – specifically Michael Meza and Eric Erhardt – are going right back out on the road, both on cruise ships. Well at least they’ll be seeing some more warm, balmy weather.

For the final show tonight, we introduced some impromptu hilarity featuring Michael Meza playing the theme from “The Godfather” into the bell of Mike Fahn’s valve trombone (simulating a mandolin, I believe) while Fahn rattled off, in Brando’s exact dialect from the movie, one of the key scenes with Enzo, the baker, “… for your fadda…” Mike Fahn, who is all about impromptu hilarity, also scatted a final tribute to Steve March Tormé thanking him for the opportunity to be on this tour with him and his father’s great music.

Some stats… We have ridden approximately 9,183 miles on the bus, and that’s a bit conservative. Not all small side trips are added in there. We have stayed in 27 different hotels. By my very crude count, we have played our music for over 22,000 people.

I have laughed so hard I cracked my ribs 13 times. Impromptu hilarity galore.

Thanks, Steve. For your fadda... till the next time…