I’m at the bar, chatting it up with my fellow bartender, he worked the night before, I ask him, how was your night? Busy, good crowd, but the last two hours, lot of woo girls. Woo girls? What’s that? I ask. He says, you know, those girls, real loud go, WOOOOO. Oh, yeah, I say. I know those girls.
Then I say, there’s the name of your next band. The Woo Girls. Nah, he says. That’s gonna be the name of my next electronica project.
From my heart to yours,
Clint Curtis. Bartender.