Took a couple rips coming home from the Country Club. Sad, sad biz the only Walkers out were Lowwider and Quasimodo.
Now Playing: Pink Floyd- Meddle.
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Took a couple rips coming home from the Country Club. Sad, sad biz the only Walkers out were Lowwider and Quasimodo.
Now Playing: Pink Floyd- Meddle.
[QUOTE=RammerRammer;5135526]Took a couple rips coming home from the Country Club. Sad, sad biz the only Walkers out were Lowwider and Quasimodo.
Now Playing: Pink Floyd- Meddle.[/QUOTE]That's my favorite Floyd along w/ "Obscured By Clouds" & "Wish You Were Here".
Been off 82nd recently....wanted to during last nights full moon but work has been calling.
Besides when I was out & about haven't seen anything @ all.
Be careful out there some poor fucker caught a patronizing charge recently.
Safe recons & life.
[QUOTE=ZaviJava;5129517]Last Saturday's overnight w/ Merry ran into Tuesday morning. We were trying to schedule time at my clients beach place, but she was using it for Christmas & we've decided to stay in here instead.
I felt no immediate need for 82nd until Wednesday night & would not even consider except for a sure fire date. Felice has contacted me a couple of inopportune times since the night she ghosted me. When she called this afternoon, I picked up & gave her static about it & still not getting her phone turned on. She promised me tonight would be different. Since I knew Merry was spending Christmas eve & next day here thought I didn't have much to lose if she flaked again. Agreed to pick her up at 7:00 +-.
Since I had knew I'd have some purgatory time before picking up Felice (report # 3575) the copilot & I decided to hit JCB>82nd>Sandy>upper # 5:30>7:00 +-.
Quasimodo was sitting near the bar across from Harbor Freight. Had her knees pulled up to her chest w/ her jacket all sleeping bag like covering as much as her as possible. Was going to swoop around & give a few bucks but the wallet was empty until I hit the bank.
The ear gauged half shaved head WSW thicker brunette was again near Eastgate in jeans & boots. A stocking cap covering that egregious half buzz cut though not the stretched out lobes was an early Christmas present for me.
Sarah #1.5 was lurking around Division as I stopped at bank. Looking so high as fuck & that blank ashen faced reminded me of a crash test dummy.
A trim brunette WSW in jeans & ankle boots was walking in for some waiting truck across from Hong Phat. Not a good look at face yet thought she might be the same one I've spotted recently around Division+-.
Conspicuously SW empty in all the usual hot spots all the way until Sandy upper # where Madeline "Meh" (report # 3631) was near 115th or so. Turned Sonny Sharrock up louder to stifle the yawns that the sight of her bitchy face induced.
I was in the window of Felice time so parked near Baggers area to see if showed up on time. As I waited still empty around there. No Bagger or any of the others around until out the dark came Sara # 0.0 power walking South. Looking sweaty & winded as she quickly walked/ran. Talk about Satan's orifice exhalations & I retroactively rolled up my windows as she passed.
Luckily, Felice soon appeared looking sexy cute in some pussy print yoga pants sandals & jacket topped by the same goofy hat. Smelling shower fresh w/ hair still somewhat damp.
Gave me a long DFK as she hopped in. She's somewhat of an oddball as the last time we got together she put a condom near the bed only to ignore all it night. Tonight, was no different & I guess it just makes her feel better. That "manta ray" was in fine tickling form tonight. Skipped pictures tonight & finally tried out video on phone as she thought it'd be "hot" to film our own video.
Shaky & mixed results compared to photo only & both our faces are visible as we both filmed one another. Have to learn/work on editing/blanking our faces out as we both held the camera @ times. For now, a screen shot of those tasty & warm pussy manta rays working so well on the out stroke of my favorite appendage will have to suffice.
Brought her home a little after midnight w/ my dead swimmers in both her holes & $150.00 in her pocket. Except for a Flavel fuglie & some BSW saw nothing out then. Shit loads of PPD out ('tis the season for DUI) & some Clackamas out & about South ways.
Recon soundtrack: Sonny Sharrock Band "Ask the Ages" & "Seize the Rainbow". Sometimes a guy just wants some loud wicked guitar.
Safe recons & life.
And oh yeah. Merry fucking Christmas to all.[/QUOTE]Nice. I wish I could couple dousing those manta rays with Sonny's "Many Mansions" ringing in my ears. You are a lucky man!
[QUOTE=JJohnJack;5136415]Nice. I wish I could couple dousing those manta rays with Sonny's "Many Mansions" ringing in my ears. You are a lucky man![/QUOTE]Wait. What? Someone else besides Rammer & I are paying attention to our recon soundtracks. LOL. To boot another Sharrock fan on the forum. Way fucking cool. Not too many know of him & I mainly knew his playing from Miles Davis & Pharaoh Sanders records.
He came out of retirement when I lived in New England area was lucky enough to see him numerous times 86>93. Hartford Jazz Festival 93, multiple times at both NYC Knitting Factory's on Houston Street & later on Leonard Street. A couple of times in shit hole places who's names I can't remember any more during my college days in Boston.
My favorite was of all places some Norwalk Connecticut art gallery w/ Pharaoh Sanders & Elvin Jones (Fall 92 or Winter 93) sitting in long after "Ask the Ages" came out Fall 92 I think. It was less than 3 miles from where I was living & compared to going into NYC it was almost in my backyard. I think there was less than 25 people in attendance that weekday night in suburbia. Fucking amazing show & I hung around as they loaded up talking to the whole group. They asked if there was place they could get some late dinner & I recommended a barbecue place around the corner. They invited me along. Spent an hour+- there talking to the whole band. I've met a couple of my musical heroes & been usually somewhat disappointed or under whelmed but both Sonny, Elvin & band were just an amazingly down to earth bunch of people.
Last time I saw his band was at the '93 Hartford Jazz Festival. Humid & hot as hell Summer day. My girlfriend & I got right at stages edge & let that lyrical sonic assault wash over us. During a song break he noticed me & said to the band "hey there's that dude that from that barbecue place back in Norwalk". LOL. Some ribbing from him to the band about my girlfriends bikini top as he bent down & kissed her hand while saying "he's a good one hold on to him" & to me "hope you dig all the new songs". Unfortunately, all those new songs never appeared as Sonny died too far too young in May 94 just as he got signed to a major label & was getting even more major well deserved attention & accolades. Now that I think about it the girlfriend was dead not too long after him.
I can still remember listening to WKCR's jazz show while siding some waterfront McMansion & wondering why they were playing his music so much that day. As I ate lunch w/ one of the long, long ago copilots the DJ announced it. I took off early from work & went fishing w/ my Dad. While Dad liked all sorts of music & our tastes were sometimes aligned. I do remember him complaining a little about the Sharrock playing over the stereo that early evening as we trolled Long Island Sound for early striped bass.
Funny what long forgotten memories a damn hooker forum can trigger.
While Sonny is long gone.
Felice is still out on 82nd & w/ some recon/luck you could "Many Mansions" those sweet manta rays.
Though I'll admit it was "Dick Dogs" that I couldn't get out of my own private soundtrack that night. LOL.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6N42_wMTetQ
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zEb5w_9h_h8
Safe recons & life.
Picked up Ivy couple days ago near the Lofts. She has downgraded her menu to BBBJ, CFS. Historically been able to talk her down to. 8 with CIP. No rush. Excellent sensual DFK if you can get past the poc marks on her face. The pharmaceuticals have taken their toll. She is sort of tall (I am only 5' 6" and she towers over me without heels) if that is your cup of tea.
Be careful out there, there are a few "ladies" who have the wrong chromosomes up toward the airport on 82. I am not into that sort of thing, but had a LaFlese jump in the car the other day and was wearing a mask and couldn't see the Adams apple. Reached for the Burnside handshake and felt a pube next to her nipple, took another look and realised it was a dude in a miniskirt with pink heels and asked her to leave the car and did so without incident. I assume that this is not the "Felice" that ZaviJava keeps referring to.
I need to schedule an eye exam and perhaps a COVID test.
[QUOTE=ZaviJava;5136753]Wait. What? Someone else besides Rammer & I are paying attention to our recon soundtracks. LOL. To boot another Sharrock fan on the forum. Way fucking cool. Not too many know of him & I mainly knew his playing from Miles Davis & Pharaoh Sanders records.
He came out of retirement when I lived in New England area was lucky enough to see him numerous times 86>93. Hartford Jazz Festival 93, multiple times at both NYC Knitting Factory's on Houston Street & later on Leonard Street. A couple of times in shit hole places who's names I can't remember any more during my college days in Boston.
My favorite was of all places some Norwalk Connecticut art gallery w/ Pharaoh Sanders & Elvin Jones (Fall 92 or Winter 93) sitting in long after "Ask the Ages" came out Fall 92 I think. It was less than 3 miles from where I was living & compared to going into NYC it was almost in my backyard. I think there was less than 25 people in attendance that weekday night in suburbia. Fucking amazing show & I hung around as they loaded up talking to the whole group. They asked if there was place they could get some late dinner & I recommended a barbecue place around the corner. They invited me along. Spent an hour+- there talking to the whole band. I've met a couple of my musical heroes & been usually somewhat disappointed or under whelmed but both Sonny, Elvin & band were just an amazingly down to earth bunch of people.
Last time I saw his band was at the '93 Hartford Jazz Festival. Humid & hot as hell Summer day. My girlfriend & I got right at stages edge & let that lyrical sonic assault wash over us. During a song break he noticed me & said to the band "hey there's that dude that from that barbecue place back in Norwalk". LOL. Some ribbing from him to the band about my girlfriends bikini top as he bent down & kissed her hand while saying "he's a good one hold on to him" & to me "hope you dig all the new songs". Unfortunately, all those new songs never appeared as Sonny died too far too young in May 94 just as he got signed to a major label & was getting even more major well deserved attention & accolades. Now that I think about it the girlfriend was dead not too long after him.
I can still remember listening to WKCR's jazz show while siding some waterfront McMansion & wondering why they were playing his music so much that day. As I ate lunch w/ one of the long, long ago copilots the DJ announced it. I took off early from work & went fishing w/ my Dad. While Dad liked all sorts of music & our tastes were sometimes aligned. I do remember him complaining a little about the Sharrock playing over the stereo that early evening as we trolled Long Island Sound for early striped bass.
Funny what long forgotten memories a damn hooker forum can trigger.
While Sonny is long gone.
Felice is still out on 82nd & w/ some recon/luck you could "Many Mansions" those sweet manta rays.
Though I'll admit it was "Dick Dogs" that I couldn't get out of my own private soundtrack that night. LOL.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6N42_wMTetQ
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zEb5w_9h_h8
Safe recons & life.[/QUOTE]I found Sonny through a "Guitar World" magazine article in the early 90's and he seemed cool as all hell, so I went the the record store to find him. It took about four stores until I could locate anything and I picked up "Guitar" and "Ask the Ages". Then I heard him with Pharoah, and that was amazing as well. It was less than two years later that he died. I usually have to listen to him alone because it's better that way. Avant Garde isn't everyone's cup of tea. He is still one of my favorite guitar players to this day! Man, anyone who digs some Sonny has got to be super cool in my book!
[QUOTE=StinkyBalls;5136801]Picked up Ivy couple days ago near the Lofts. She has downgraded her menu to BBBJ, CFS. Historically been able to talk her down to. 8 with CIP. No rush. Excellent sensual DFK if you can get past the poc marks on her face. The pharmaceuticals have taken their toll. She is sort of tall (I am only 5' 6" and she towers over me without heels) if that is your cup of tea.
Be careful out there, there are a few "ladies" who have the wrong chromosomes up toward the airport on 82. I am not into that sort of thing, but had a LaFlese jump in the car the other day and was wearing a mask and couldn't see the Adams apple. Reached for the Burnside handshake and felt a pube next to her nipple, took another look and realised it was a dude in a miniskirt with pink heels and asked her to leave the car and did so without incident. I assume that this is not the "Felice" that ZaviJava keeps referring to.
I need to schedule an eye exam and perhaps a COVID test.[/QUOTE]Sorry for your luck. I was just thinking. Since people have been posting the recon soundtracks that were playing at the time of the pick-up, Was Lou Reed's "Walk On The Wild Side" playing? Just a thought.
It's got to be more challenging on the stroll, with the face masks and it being winter, to get a good sense of who you're getting until they're in the vehicle.
Lost reconning interest this past week between late addition job w/ minuscule commute & that end of the year winter malaise thought I'd just let the clock run down on it all. Also reports from the street seemed poor & the few times I was out/about it seemed too cold for all. Being outside last few days was enough for me even w/ various levels of cold weather gear on.
Though Merry has to work New Year's Eve & day we made New Year's plans to as best we could despite her convoluted schedule. Thought I'd stock up some champagne & other goodies she likes & since the rain had pretty much stopped that damp & shedding copilot & I headed out 6:15>9:00+- to the usual JCB>82nd>Sandy upper #.
Immediately spotted brunette WSW Jess from my reports #2615 & 2983 at Flavel carts.
Quasimodo was bundled up in her usual across from Harbor Freight bar parking lot.
Empty all the way to Sandy Upper # despite the rain ceasing entirely. Not even a Bagger or cottage cheesed to be seen. Return was just as hollow of hoes. Took this as sign to stop procrastinating & just hit the goddamn grocery store for now.
Some more passes JCB>82nd>Sandy weren't any better except for near the Eastgate carts WSW redhead Susie from my reports #2320 2394 & 2369 was out showing off those pounds she'd put on since I last picked her up.
And w/ that gloomy recon called it after that & headed home. So, unless I get inspired later today, the last recon of this dumpster fire of this year went out w/ a whimper. For the new year my only hopes & wishes are the comebacks are stronger than the setbacks.
Recon soundtrack: Tina Brooks "Minor Move" "Back to the Tracks" & "True Blue" another who died too young w/o much recognition. Can't go wrong on those old Blue Note records.
Safe recons & life.
Oh yeah....
Boomer: "Walk on the Wild Side" made me snort my coffee.
Stinky you assumed right: Felice most definitely has the right chromosomes. While I can't lie that on a dark night I've turned in for a questionable one, never ever got one in the truck & copped a feel. LOL.
Happy New Year & while the year had some great moments hoe wise. I think we all bid good fucking riddance to 2020.
[QUOTE=Boomer14;5139089]Sorry for your luck. I was just thinking. Since people have been posting the recon soundtracks that were playing at the time of the pick-up, Was Lou Reed's "Walk On The Wild Side" playing? Just a thought.
It's got to be more challenging on the stroll, with the face masks and it being winter, to get a good sense of who you're getting until they're in the vehicle.[/QUOTE]Normally I listen to the scanner when out and about, regardless if I'm on the stroll.
Can be lucrative, but make sure you're not inebriated, tags current, no broken lights etc.
Through the years I've scored multiple times on New Years Eve.
I promise you this isn't some Public Agent fantasy. Two Eves ago I pulled in on a Civie chick that was ditched on the Blade. Got her in the car on the nice guy tip and within an hour I was balls deep in her ass. No compensation.
One year I swung through that nefarious arcade near Division and swooped a Teener Civie that was stranded. Took her East and fucked her in a park. No compensation.
I've had other sucess with legit Walkers dressed to the Nines.
I suspect this year will be different because of the curfew, but I'm tempted to take a couple rips after work.
Now Playing: King Crimson- Red.
NYE Thursday:
Like Rammer, NYE has been productive for me. Though it can be an either feast or famine situation. See my SW report # 2361 for one of the better though semi drunken later ones.
Waiting to pick up my favorite regular after her shift ended & w/ all the fucking occasional fireworks or gunshots starting really early this year the copilot was all too eager to take a ride JCB>82nd>Sandy upper # 7:15>8:15 before we headed downtown. Me not so much. It was raining & I was still drowsy from interrupted earlier nap after the copilot planted all 60 lbs of her spittle flecking hard panting self on my chest.
JCB>Flavel had a couple of the usual unnamed fuglies out & a fair amount of the rubbish rabble.
Just South of Flavel a thicker BSW w/ umbrella was walking until she spotted the OSP in front of me. She hurried in block & I never got the best look at her.
Near Division the younger WSW brunette I've seen around was getting scooped. Still in jeans & fur lined hood jacket.
Empty all the way to Sandy upper#.
Only other spotted was a BSW duo at the Sandy hill. One had a long dreaded blonde wig & the other was sporting the cottage cheese I always dread seeing. Didn't warrant a glance in the rearview as I passed. My yawns started.
Got the text to head downtown & headed home to roaring fire & late dinner. A good time was had by all to ring the year in. Well perhaps not for the copilot as the pyrotechnics continued steadily until 1:00 or so. Merry got to see the copilot in semi freak out mode.
A fair amount of traffic out & about pandemic what pandemic. SMDHS. Not surprised. Light PPD yet more OSP out on 82nd tonight. Never saw a Clackamas.
Recon soundtrack: Grateful Dead NYE 84. A sentimental favorite as it was last NYE show of many previous I saw when living in the Bay Area.
Friday night:
Since Merry had to work again she begged off for tonight. Promised another overnight Sunday barbecue instead & I just planned a quiet night at home for now. Was sticking to that plan & was scraping together some leftovers until Felice called & wanted to know if I was lonely. Lonely? Maybe. yet not really horny after NYE I thought yet I could fuck if sufficiently inspired. After some hem & hawing from my end, she made me believe in no uncertain terms that I'd be "inspired" so made plans to meet at 9:30 across from Bagger's spot. It didn't hurt that she mentioned, "give me whatever you want tonight". Which turned out to be the 73.00 in my wallet @ nights end.
Since I had some time a few laps JCB>82nd>Sandy upper # were in order. Though rain had had tapered off to hardly anything. I wondered as copilot & I headed out whether it would just be a waste of gas or be a better night for sightings.
One of the unnamed Flavel WSW fuglies was near the Dar Ron staring down the sparse traffic. Only observed as the usual criddler crowds seemed sparse.
Empty until by Glisan car wash a younger yet sturdy mixed or BSW in jacket & black boots was looking at all. In the good light all I saw was some freckles under her hood. Not horrible I thought.
Except for Madeline Meh (my report #3631) & her baggy panted Tyrone observing nearby the upper Sandy # were empty of all except a fair amount of PPD.
A criddler type WSW in glittery jacket w/ jeans/boots was heading North at the Sandy hill. She waved at me as I passed & pointed to pick her up the hill. Thanks no.
Knowing Felice's aptitude to be not on time figured another South run & then park. Empty except for yet another very sturdy ass curly haired brunette WSW in boots & longer dress near Hong Phat. That she had this weird type of hooded shawl on wasn't too strange but the fucking nose on her was all I could see. The copilot didn't have much on her. LOL. Between the shawl & her prominent beak she looked like some medieval plague doctor nightmare.
Again, one more penurious pussy run had me yawning like fuck all. I made my way across from Bagger's spot after getting a drive thru fast food latte. Been sitting there for a good 20+- when a PPD SUV parked some spots away from me w/ their coffees. Shit I thought cops had better taste in coffee. Wasn't sure exactly what to do & hoped their stay wouldn't coincide w/ her arrival. No sooner than that thought crossed my mind spot here in my side mirror down Klickatat she comes. Was positive she'd abort but she headed right for truck & was at passenger window cooing loudly "there's my favorite hot pocket pupper I missed you". As she got kisses from the now half out the window copilot I figured this could go bad or well.
I unlocked the door & she hopped in & leaning around the dog gave me a sloppy kiss & long hug while w/ a rapidly irregular heartbeat I subtly scanned over her shoulder to gauge cop reaction. Nothing, not even looking in our direction! Nicely I said something along the line of "WTF there's cops right over there" yet she airily dismissed me & grabbed my hand & placed between her tights & said "let's get going Zavi". With a sigh we headed South down 82nd as she chattered away & I monitored the rear view for lights. I'm pretty sure around Taboo my fucking heartrate got back to normal & my ass unclenched.
Lived up to her promise of "inspiration" as I managed to fill both those tasty holes before crumbling in a sweaty heap. We both fell asleep until 6 or so & there was some light theatrics re: how late it was, that her period started sometime during the night & she had to work today. If this one doesn't get her phone back on soon, I really got to look into a friend & family package rate. LOL.
Recon soundtrack: remainder of Dead NYE 84 & heading back into Sharrock territory w/ his work on Miles Davis's "Jack Johnson".
I'm taking tonight off....
Safe recons & life.
Not much happening on the stretch today from 4-6 pm. Wasn't raining either, some intermittent spots, but it started to come out more when I left.
Bagger vance wasn't on her usual spot.
All the other nicknames I can't tell, only been able to figure out who Bagger vance was LOL.
Only saw 1 chubbier SW that had a hood on. Dry and not cold I thought they would be out trying to make that work happen.
But it truly is unpredictable when they want to put in the time LOL.
Like others have mentioned it's been a slow stroll lately.
Sunday:
Had some time before picking up regular for Sunday barbecue & w/ the rain holding off decided to see what was out Sunday. The usual JCB>82nd>Sandy upper # around 5:30>7:00 +-.
Started off poorly w/ that short haired homely brunette Flavel fuglie PR spinner who's always waving her arms around decided after 20 years plus years of me looking past her filthy ass. Tonight, for some reason was the night to engage w/ me at Flavel carts light. Get the fuck away. Far fucking far away.
At Hermiston's favorite four wheel drive place was an indeterminate age redheaded WSW in black tights & ankle boots. On my loop around she got scooped in the closed Asian restaurant lot. Unfortunately, never got the best look at her face. What I did see of that rack & ass looked pretty good though, so maybe the face wouldn't matter.
A short younger PAWG dirty blonde in stretched to the limit black shorts over tan stockings was near Bagger's spot. Not a good fashion look & I stifled a yawn.
Nothing upper Sandy # & back until back near Fremont where there was pretty cute younger or mixed BSW in hooded jacket & ankle boots. She was wearing glasses & not of the cellulite coterie. She got scooped in the Arco lot. One of Monique's some are reporting on?
Nothing else spotted on the way home until we were near just North of Flavel when of course spotted the South tall, long & lean brunette WSW I keep seeking. Only when I have someone else in the truck it seems.
Most exciting part of the recon was when some criddler & his shopping cart just stepped out in front of truck while I had the green at Wasco. After pitching the copilot into the dash & anti-lock doing their job, he lit into me w/ tons of "fuck you asshole & you fascist (WTF?) cocksucker". Yeah I'm the fascist asshole, you smegma smeared pustule. For a quick second thought of giving him a snootful of pepper spray. Yet, between stomping the brakes so hard & doing a futile "Mom Move" on the copilot, I didn't quite get the clutch in fast enough & was stalled out in the intersection & w/ approaching traffic behind. We just headed North w/ just a one fingered salute out the window instead. I stopped inches from him becoming "Vision 0" criddler roadkill.
Soundtrack recon: John Doe "The Westerner" & "Keeper".
Tuesday:
Rained out of work Monday & I was sure I'd set up to only get poured on today. Didn't happen yet I didn't mind the mental health day & it's makes up for my client calling me Sunday 9 AM wondering if I'd work today. Uh no, I've got church. Oh, wait that's not a valid excuse currently in Covid times.
Though today some other work & food shopping errands did beckon me. That bored copilot & I headed out around 6:30>9:00 & did a couple JCB>82nd>Sandy upper # looks in between my errands.
Flavel area was barren, not that it bothered me much. I would like to at least to see what the South end tall, long & lean WSW brunette's that I keep missing is like close up & her deal.
Empty until Taboo crossing light where an fuglie PAWG blonde in white tights & heels crossed in front of us. The cottage cheese on that wide ass was strong & she'd obviously been sitting on the wall in front there. The light discolorations splotches on those white pants reminded me of the mold on some cottage cheese my ex once found buried in the back of fridge.
Nothing until Fremont light where a very sturdy rough looking WSW brunette in jeans turned up over her boots & matching jacket w/ blue beanie pulled down on her head. Smoking a cigarette & very much wanting me to make contact. She reminded me of a lumberjack or a female Ken Kesey.
Empty to the Sandy upper # & back to Fremont where another PAWG shorter haired brunette in black shorts was showing off some pale ass thunder thighs.
As I was coming up the high school carpet place the car in front of me did a quick & fairly barefaced turn from slow lane into the lot. Wondered why he pushed it so much until I saw Bagger mid-block heading North. She walked in at the exit there & I figured she got scooped. You go dude. SMDHS.
It was so slow I was relieved to take some time off & finish my errands for a bit & see if it got any better as the evening went on.
It didn't...
Called it out of boredom & hunger. Light PPD & Clackamas.
Recon soundtrack:
I was feeling in a shitty frame of mind since I realized this weekend it'd been October 2019 since I saw any live music. Fuck me, got to been decades since I've gone that long between.
Dug around & pulled out a few shows I went to. Dave Alvin & The Guilty Ones at Hardly Strictly Festival 8 October 17. Next up was James McMurtry 4 October 15 same festival. I miss that visceral sensation as the lights go down & no, webcasts while appreciated are just not the damn same.
Safe recons & life.
Dating myself- My first live show was The Blasters at Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk. Walked there with my Father's a lot of firsts there.
First gig, first drink, first piece of pussy, first job.
[QUOTE=RammerRammer;5148184]Dating myself- My first live show was The Blasters at Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk. Walked there with my Father's a lot of firsts there.
First gig, first drink, first piece of pussy, first job.[/QUOTE]Yeah did date yourself there yet not as much as w / "Meddle". LOL.
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