We went out to see James’ band, Merican Slang, at an old bar just east of Albuquerque in the small mountain town of Tijeras.
Molly’s Bar is the kind of place that has regulars every night. Couples dance, cheap beer flows, and friends laugh. The night we were there, a woman clad in all sheer black wandered in, swaying in front of the band, with a distant look in her eyes. No one paid her much attention, as her date watched on across the room. Lots of characters like her to observe that night.
Everyone loved the band.
It was really fun. James sure sang his heart out. There is great joy in these guys playing together – they were going strong with the Ghostbusters song when we arrived and went on to play a variety of passionate originals and covers.
What a great night.
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