Hardrocking Jonny G

Rev it up and go, cat, go!

It’s Martini Time!

The man with the orange guitar was playing more notes than most guitars contain as the big bass thumped and the drummer sweated rolled flammed and paradiddled his way through the set.

Say there buddy, do you have the time?

Don’t have a watch can you spare a dime?

The crowd was yelling and stomping and cheering sweat-soaked dancers on the floor and booze hounds in the balcony no time to talk gotta sing along the saxophe is howling and bleating and the guitar spills notes until there is no more music left and the crowd stomps and cheers for an encore which comes and blows the room apart.

Folsom Prison Blues, Big Red Rocket of Love and Goodnight, Denver, we love you and out into the cold winter air the fans go and bars up and down Colfax fill up with a psychobilly breakdown.

It’s hard to beat a night of good music in a small venue where you can see the band’s faces even from the cheap seats.



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