I am sitting in the Weird Wax garage/performance space on the couch next to the window, watching traffic blow by on Atlantic Hwy. I am continually blown away by the places between the sidewalk cracks, tucked away where the highways curve into dim obscurity in Jacksonville: Zombie bikes, Shantytown, and Weird wax to name a few. Of course its the people that come and go from these places that make it interesting...
Renee and I stayed in the record store last night after the show. We watched a little over half of the movie "Thinner" and fell asleep. I woke to a dream of a big flaming red skull watching me through the doorway from the shop to the garage.
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