played to a captive audience.
was kinda buzzed but seemed to let the songs speak to the people.
this music i have found has begun to glow.
flow.
montana scare, cut my hair.
laugh at the lights.
some uncle tupelo.
felt good.
got some great feedback.
the crew is loading the buses.
lets go.
i cut off all my hair.
stuck in a bag under the stairs.
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