Another long lunch at the Paris Cafe, it’s back to Brooklyn and prepare (nap) for showtime.
Got to Bellhouse in time to catch Jack Rabid manning the skins for Springhouse….
…and check in with Swirsky to get the drink tickets and harass him regarding the backstage menu!
Good to catch up with the Avengers again!
And the best part of the night, we got to play out of Mick Ronson’s Marshall from his Bowie years!!
Here’s a first for you—They set up a volunteer fund to donate towards travel costs for the traveling bands on this night. We are not used to such generosity and kindness!
What next? Punk rockers cleaning seagulls in the Gulf?!
Just a great night, and after the set we got to catch up with a million friends old and new.
After the show, a leisurely stroll back to the Holiday Inn, and what? Maybe a lil snack is in order?
Don’t let them tell ya fine dining is dead kiddo!
Night one under the belt, onto NJ to catch up with Kraut next!