Love Plus Plus With Limits

The band was in itʼs early stages, so for us this gig was a big deal. It was four-nights a week at a place way down Pennsylvania Avenue in Maryland somewhere (Crosstoff? Fanbelt?) at what I call an authentic roadhouse. There were three separate rooms each with itʼs own street entrance. There was a big… Continue reading Love Plus Plus With Limits

Reception in Pink and Black

I found myself lost. I had driven around in circles and into dead-ends for forty-five minutes or so and now I was completely and thoroughly lost. I thought I knew the area well, so when the bride's mother gave me directions, I didn't bother with the details.  A big house with a big pink tent… Continue reading Reception in Pink and Black