And what a bail out it was!

Strange night last night... must have been the rain keeping some people in and drawing some "people" out. Those "people" included us! Very very very quiet night. Matchbox Kenny was alone at the helm and dying up there... he had to sing about 6 or 7 in a row before we got organized enough to get up there and bail him out. And what a bail out it was!

Other people at the bar included a group of Look-at-me-Look-at-me, very loud girls with their Effeminate Male Companion egging them on. Boy were they loud! and then they would go up there as a 5-6 person group not sing and giggle and draw more attention to themselves... it was pretty nausiating.

Jimmy was in good spirits... he copped a couple of long hugs from the least loud of the loud girls. He also got his flashlight out for a really classy girl with a Got Cocktails? t-shirt and one of those really long hair trailer park perms... She had all (ALL) the characteristics that we all know Jimmy looks for in a "performer".

THE LINE UP

The Alien: PAINT IT BLACK, SWEET CAROLINE (in a not so transpaent attempt at pandering - successful, btw)
Lisap: RAIN, MR TAMBORINE MAN (always the Rock Classicist)
Chris: LAY LADY LAY, RING OF FIRE (a less successful attempt to pander)

See you next R for K @ K's