Monday, March 16, 2009

Invisible Hand

We met this band on the interstate. For real. They pulled up next to
us and asked if we were going to Memphis by way of bright orange
paper. They were looking for a show and gave us their number but we
couldn't help them. I guess a van heading south with four shaggy
tired people looked promising to them. It seems that this method paid
off eventually because they found a place to play and we stopped by
before our Buccaneer load in. They were pretty good and pretty random.

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