I am just wiped out from all the necessary machinations incurred oner the last weekend. Played music a lot and had to soak my aching body and head in a strong solution of Epsom Salts and Tito’s Vodka for two daze, just to get the banshees to wave a white flag. It helps to rub a little on the inside, too. Presently, I’m lucid enuf to egest this at you before the little people carry me away. At least, when I get Alzheimers, I won’t remember that I forgot.
So, this Thursday at the “newly renovated”* Rhumb Line, let’s welcome back Steve Sadler and Jimmy Scoppa. The commodious Steve S. has just returned from a successful campaign in Gaul, where jokes and sandwiches are divided in three parts.** No one knew enuf to clap. And Jimmy, late mechanic of T.H. and the Wreckage fame, has got his scutum and pilum in fine shape for executing masterful maneuvers against the enemy. These two guys will show you what it’s like to be an underrated glitar hero. Unbelievable! Can you say ooh-whee? Tintinnabulations supplied by the current hotshot drummmbler of Broomful o’ Blooz, Mr. Chris Rivelli with myself on base. So launder your Spanx®, splash on some Stetson© and join in on the fun!
*A countertop has been painted, and the lights have been turned off, making everybody look real good. See for yourself.
** just got done re-reading all of Woody Allen’s three old books. Maybe this is where I stole everything. I was amazed at the similarities.
THE RHUMB LINE BAR & RESTAURANT
40 Railroad Ave.
Gloucester, MA 01930