I walk into the bar, early, fellow bartender is there, he’s a musician, too. I see he’s got a new sign for a show he’s playing. He’s behind the bar, I say, what’s up? He goes, not much. I say, I see you’re playing a show coming up. Yeah, he says. I say, cool poster. Love the color, the design, the font, only problem is one thing. He says, oh yeah? What’s that? I say, you got the band names, the time, the date, but WHERE’S THE FRICKIN SHOW?
He looks at the poster. Oh shit, man. I forgot to put it on. And I just painted the whole town with them.
From my heart to yours,
Clint Curtis. Bartender.