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Those Space Notes

 

Where to start?  Get better soon, Ray McCarthy.  You were kinda missed, but we made sure you were near, with a mugshot pasted on the left speaker stand, off to the side.  Joe Vanzant got his keys pedal going and filled in like a professional.  Only a 10 minute drive for him, he's practically a 177er now.  Adopted as their own.  Chris Allen brought the five strings of bottom and boomed the top of the red barn clean off.  The balcony patrons shivered.  Bill Bachman brushed aside the mute monitors and banged and brushed and cleaned off every tune like a Bachman should.  His grandfather, inventer of the 33rpm record, is tapping his toes somewhere, somehow.  He knows technology.  The Sing Bats arrived right on time and sang like they must've been from space. Effortless and flowing, like space women almost. Those space notes. Finally, and with more appreciation than the rest, our band leader, Mike Lowery.  His Evil Ways is still being discussed in local coffee shops and hardware stores.  Good God, man!  All that after serving us as roadie, soundboard guy, booking agent, and mayor of CR 177.  Thanks, Mike.  It was a blast, a blast off.  Go easy on the resolutions, something small and specific, or none at all.

Thanks, Space Dust Band.

p.g.


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