Another Tuesday night, another Shack experience.
This Tuesday I headed out a bit late owing to a certain munchkin being up waaaay past her bedtime. In any case, when I arrived the sheriff and des were holding court. The fingerpicker and ze germanz arrived soon after and our company was made complete with the bean and bouzouki filling out the circle.
The sheriff gave us a new one that reminded me – in a very good way – of J.J. Cale’s stuff. Right on, right on.
Illness and fatigue must be catching up with me, I leapt at the bean’s offer of an early lift home to bed . . .