When we rolled through Fayetteville last February there was an ice storm and it was about 4 degrees so even a slow Monday night at George’s Majestic was an improvement. However, we didn’t get to hang with this freak this time:
Choosing to put on an intimate show in the front room left Jason with only one place to set up “guitar world”, in the beer and liquor storage area behind the stage. Thus, Jason’s two current careers collided head-on. I’m still peeved that he ignored my request for an Old Fashioned between guitar changes. One would think that access to various spirits might be inspiring, however, a sad few only went so far as the Jagermeister machine and that nasty beverage reappeared for the rest of the week.