the brooms lined up against the wall. bristles resplendant. the brooms dancing like in fantasia. the brooms used to sweep up peanut shells on the floors of bars. the brooms used to shoo away misbehaving dogs and children, mice. the brooms the aprons the rubber gloves the detergent the houses the windows the blinds the TV the shoes the stereo the carpet the rug the door the mailbox the oil painting hanging on the wall the wall the chairs the pillows the washing machine the wood floor the shelves the books the car the flowers the grass the concrete the closet the clothing the bricks the trashcan. a box of new blue jeans stolen from the factory by a young boy in a gingham dress. cars that wont start having rusty conversations. at the gas station, at the resturaunt, at the school, at the church. you can't beat city hall.
Driving north through Oregon to Portland, listening to Colorado (or whatever that song was actually titled...) I almost gave ALL of you a call to say 'ello, instead I enjoyed my ride and the song. I miss you all though. P.S. 'It's alright' still kicks ass.
Hey now Brooms... I'll watch for an opportunity for us over n H/burg but Lord knows when? We be right busy. I do have EPK and such out to Clementines and hope to play there sometime next year though.... see Y'all in a few weeks at the Grill. Gonna be fun w/our pals Soyhero. We play regularly w/their mando player Doug Austin and he'll sit in w/us for some fast fingering from the boys... Melissa
No. I don't think we can do the 19th. 17th should rule however. Tell as many people as possible. Should be awesome if we actually convince lazy fuckers to make the trek. Talk to ya about it in real life. .later -jason
No. I don't think we can do the 19th. 17th should rule however. Tell as many people as possible. Should be awesome if we actually convince lazy fuckers to make the trek. Talk to ya about it in real life. .later -jason
