Missing another voice of a generation
When exiting the newspaper building out the back, I like to check out the Knitting Factory marquee to see what shows I won’t be attending in the near future.
If that makes me sound like an old fogey, I can live with it.
This afternoon, one listing caught my eye.
Friday, Aug. 1 — Wolfmother.
Darn it all, I have other plans that night.
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