Paladino’s got pretty catchy campaign gimmick but I think we’re mad about different things.
Ken’s bass amp crapped out last night so he played without it. We got a little quieter and it was all for the better. Paul Perri came up to chat as we were packing up. We went to grade school together at St. John’s on Humboldt Street. He says he has a picture of our third grade class at home and he promised to email it. Talk immediately turned to Catholic School, wacky nuns, alter boy shenanigans, war stories. Paul left and a small group of us were still talking about religion.
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