Cush show ruled. Great to see everybody. Proof that we do have a local rock scene, after all.
Didn’t make it through Charles, Dead or Alive? though — caught a bad case of Tom Collins mixed with Mother Lager and needed to hit the pillow.
Now it’s off to Montpelier for my wild weekend in the capitol city. Even though my sked consists of hip-hop and that Dylan contest, I hope to catch some Cush on Langdon Street.
See the kitty in the pic? Loki is his name. Man, it sucks to have to leave him for 2 days. Thanks to Rose for taking care of the little nip.
Ooh, the hotel has a pool. and C-Span. And air conditioning. Maybe I’ll just stay in!