From one bird to another: we have not had any practices since your flight to the West Coast only proving that you are the straw that stirs the drink known as The Birds of Play. It hasn’t rained much so your basement is safe and since we haven’t played, it’s also clean. Well, as clean as you left it.
I have attended two night’s of trivia with James as quizmaster. It’s fun but I don’t know jack about The Simpsons so when he went on a spree this Tuesday, I was clueless. I haven’t heard a peep from John. But that’s not a surprise. Music-wise, I have picked up my Rickenbacker a few times and played along to the new Shout Out Louds CD. Victoria likes to dance when I pluck away so that is an added bonus. I am also thinking about e-mailing a couple of booking agents for Salem area clubs with the hope of scoring a gig at a club not called Sally O’Briens. That’s about it!
Hope you are doing well, we miss you.






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