Feb 20, 2017 21:08
It's nights like this that are both best and worst.
My head doesn't ring - much - tonight. My hearing isn't too bad, memories come clean with little jumbling; words are good.
I put on Milk Cow Blues and consider; I'm only 52, soon to be 53, a little overweight but still pretty damn durable.
And I still get looks, y'know?
It wouldn't be too tough to get the proper gear, call up Jae and provoke him into starting something. Getting back on stage would be...
You pay for the life you lead, sooner or later.