My friends RAWK!

Last Saturday night, Halloween night, with trepidation I ventured to Cactus Jack’s Saloon. Alone. Rick was in Fort Collins. I’m not exactly a social butterfly. Or a barfly. Or a night person. But I wanted to see Cort and Dean play a night gig. Dean is an architect, owner of EV Studios. The studio right above my grooming shop, he’s also my landlord. Cort’s business, Relish Studio, was two doors down from the grooming shop. He also lives within ’bout shoutin’ distance from my house. Both musicians, several years ago they started jamming weekly in Dean’s office. Using the shop as refuge while waiting to pick up a kid from whatever keeps kids busy, Carol often heard their music. I didn’t hear them until their first gig one beautiful afternoon this summer, on the deck at Cactus Jack’s, next to Bear Creek. 

They were darn good then. They were great last Saturday night. My friends RAWK! And pick. And sing the blues…

So rock me mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama anyway you feel
Hey mama rock me

Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a south-bound train
Hey mama rock me

Like the wind and the rain
Like a south-bound train