By Rya Backer
Last night, while writing up everyone's favorite weekly blog recap ("Project Runway"!), my second-favorite late night show, "Late Night With Conan O'Brien" played in the background. I listened passively to O'Brien's banter, concentrating more on how to best convey the subtle nuances of genius that are Stella Zotis through written word, until something totally face-melting crawled into my ears.
I turned around only to see that these riffs and wails were coming not from a member of the Max Weinberg 7, but rather from the tiniest, adorablest little boy I've ever laid eyes upon. There he was, playing (and sometimes, singing!) such standards as Ozzy's "Crazy Train," the Eric Clapton-popularized blues classic "Crossroads" and Char's "Smoky" (I didn't know that one either).