HEAR YE, HEAR YE.
Tomorrow night, September 11th (Um, never forget? Woo hoo Firefighters? Freedom? Patriot Act?) at CFBGs... I will be playing bicycle with We Rock Collective, the wacky improvisers. I am listening to them practice--not sure if that's the right word--their other pieces right now, and it sounds...well, crazy. Come on out.
Also playing is Rocket Science, made up of Adam Sunshine and David's little, tiny, baby brother Andy. That's Andy down below. I wish I could tell whether Adam is as brilliant a songwriter as I suspect he may be, but I can't hear what the hell that mushmouth is saying. Adam, if you're reading this, WRITE IT DOWN! (Please.) I'll also be hearing Andy's songs for the first time.
Hooray for Max and for his venue. Do check out the website too because apparently, the proprietor of CFBGs is also running for city council. Hm. Anyhow, we like the space there. Brownbagging is allowed, which means, among other things, that punks can get drunk.
All told, it may be a very short show with very few people there. Such is the nature of innovation in a town with very little space for that sort of thing. Well, I guess there is plenty of space. Wide open, empty space. Crickets, chirping birds, cicadas, and all that.
Be there around 9.
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HEAR YE AGAIN.
Saturday, September 26th, 8:30 pm at CFBGs:
Ahleuchatistas
Ezsett
Pilots
and We Rock Collective
...Holy crap.
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