Cantharone at House of Rock

So I have to drive into the city every Tuesday these days.  Work in the office.  Then kill fourteen hours until I can work eight more hours and then drive back home.  The trick is killing those between hours without being bored to death, or spending too much money.  So enter Capitol Guitars.  Nice little guitar shop and some music types hanging around there.  Occasionally I hear some good tunes.  I've gotten to know this guy Joe.

A night out

I was out on my own this night mostly to catch Convenience Store Flowers at Every Buddy's Bar, and I had just found out about a second band playing next door at The Snout.  The weather was perfect for walking.  It was my maiden voyage down pristinely new sidewalks all the way from my house to the bar.  Sweet!

This is kind of rough and unfinished.  I am just going to hit publish anyway.

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