Saw the Obits at Talking Head Club on a snowy Tuesday night this week with the GF and good friend Geoff Danek, the Triumph madman. The snow kept a lot of people away, so the venue was pretty loose.
We stood five feet from Rick Froberg. The new stuff was really super, and sounds like a rational progression from 'I Blame You.'
Before we got to the club that night, we stopped to recruit Tom T at Rocket- we had an extra ticket. We ended up spending 15 minutes troubleshooting his toaster-tank-con-sidecar BMW-Hella machine. I think our presence fragged Tom a bit, not unlike any mechanic when over-concerned friends loom over and try to help. He got the Beemer running and decided to run back to his shop and give the bike a once-over under a roof and in some heat.
Good weekday night.
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