Tuesday night A and I saw the New York Dolls at First Avenue.
Friday night P and I went to hear Charles Simic read. In a church, no less. We sat in pews and listened to Charles Simic from behind a pulpit. And there were probably over 200 people there which in itself is heartening to see.
What an amazing week for my groupie fanship! Perhaps next week T. Rex and Emily Dickinson could blow through town.