It’d be fifteen years since I last heard it. But it’s irresistible and in the cosy chairs of the Pacific Dawn’s Promenade Bar we all sang along… 1,045 more words
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Cal’s been through his repertoire twice, though the regulars don’t notice the repetition.
This time of night, when the floor’s awash with beer and the pavement outside has had its first bloody baptism, he turns to the old tunes, ones that make the most busted booze hound weep. 93 more words
Day 140: The Day After.
Slow. Yoga. Today.
And that’s okay. I have concert hangover. Not from alcohol, more from the energetic buzz of being at the show. 249 more words