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| Performing in his pajamas |
...I drove to Jasper with Bloodshot Bill for a show. We missed the turnoff and wound up in Field BC. When we finally got to Jasper, the woman who owned the tattoo parlour put us up, fed us a roast beef dinner, and organized the show. He sang in the tattoo parlour and the ceiling tiles came crashing down. Everyone kept thanking me, for some reason. On the way home we saw a mountain goat and he sang this song out the car window:
Bad Boy.
I've never been back to Jasper.
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