…to see my good friend Dee’s musical collective, Tiny Pieces Of Eight, perform…
…and perform they did…from free noise to country to funk to wall-of-sound-folk-a-delica…
…they sound awesome, go see ’em…
…then I went thru this door here…
…and found way too much beer…
…of course Mr H. was the only thing in focus after awhile…
…sometimes, no matter how messed up you get, you push the button and it works…
…and sometimes…
…not so much…
…thank you for another wonderfully boozy night, LoR…
…my head hurts.
Bored with a record shop. 