Cheap cigarette butts floated in the flooded sand of the ashtray by the front doors. At night the wet sidewalk reflected gold light from the street lights overhead, shadows cast hid the dirt and peeling layers of faded paint along the aging walls of the venue. James hated standing in the rain but his buddy was playing drums tonight and he promised he’d show up. The marquee above the doorway misspelled the band's name, or maybe one of the letters fell off, he wasn’t sure.
Jody on Bass
Jody on Bass
Jody on Bass
Cheap cigarette butts floated in the flooded sand of the ashtray by the front doors. At night the wet sidewalk reflected gold light from the street lights overhead, shadows cast hid the dirt and peeling layers of faded paint along the aging walls of the venue. James hated standing in the rain but his buddy was playing drums tonight and he promised he’d show up. The marquee above the doorway misspelled the band's name, or maybe one of the letters fell off, he wasn’t sure.