Evening RunDown: GTC and I were prepared for a late evening jam at Fawn Brook. A couple of acoustic axes, a harmonica and a lot of work regarding the harmonization of our vocal synthetic rhythms. Fortunately, an old friend from Royal Cove messaged me beforehand regarding having a beer at Stonestreet Pub. You see, his Pop (Frank) loves watching womens collegiate hoops (especially UConn). Captain Royal Cove would have no part of this, which was most understandable. While UConns' run has been impressive and the fundamentals of WNCAA hoops may be slightly inviting, the real honor lies in brotherhood at the bar. A few White Russians, a couple of Guiness' and a Shock Top or two later, the trio of suburban dwellers traveled to my abode at Fawn Brook. Between the hours of 10:00pm and Midnight:30 we traveled through an acoustic wonderland. We touched down in Van MorrissonTownship, Matchbox20ville, MMJmetropolia, CoryMorrowCounty and ultimately to Collective Soul Galaxy. Amongst the Modelos, we found it to be a most satisfying evening. There wasn't any space travel or wind riding, but simply some night moves that made us get back in touch with the soil.
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