Time flies whether you're having fun or not...
At least we have been having some  down in our little Hollywood bungalow every Tuesday night.
You and me, him and her; since October we have been there. Yeah all of us, and we thank you, all of you for coming.
It probably ended about the right time though. The last thing I remember was forgetting the lyrics to You Ain't Nothing But Fine. Dinty was calling out You Sexy Thing after John Brown while Ry was out the back door smoking a butt and the door was locking behind him. Oops. I bet he was real sorry he missed it, but it was a delicious cigar. Billy Ruane had handed it to him while wearing his trademark pinstripe suit. (Not!)
Earlier it was Chris, Kyle and Joe everyday visualizing us into idioteching ecstasy. Sean was apologizing when he began his famous You Can't Always Get What You Want/Feelin' Alright medley because they are British. Quelle Horreuer! & Ohh La La.
Dan Cardinal was doing sound and the Pleasure Society was back from New Orleans.
And so we shall again when the time is right, because we belong together...
a rumble and a melody in the night.
You and me.