we set up and start.

:30 seconds, we clear half the room

:45 seconds, amp falls off cabinet. broken.

1:00 minute, I don't give a fuck. we keep playing with just buzzing and me hitting my guitar

1:05 now 9/10 of the room gone

2:10 bartender John Howie Jr., great singer, leader of honky tonk band 2$ Pistols, looks terrified and in shock. I am still screaming into the mic with no discernable sounds coming out of my guitar, although, afterwards he came up to me and said we kicked ass, which was nice of him because I think he meant it.

20:00 finish show, I tell everyone still in the room that I think they are very special and they should say hello to a stranger, then I walk to the back in my t-shirt with the red star and bear hat and tell everyone who left the room that they can suck my dick and I hope they get robbed on Christmas Eve.

22:00 I start to get so drunk that by 1:22:00 I can't really see.