Wednesday, September 20, 2023

9/18/23

I'm at a hotel in D.D. with Pounder. We're listening to some live jazz and the band quits at 11:30. Pounder sits at the bar and gets totally hammered. We walk into an art gallery. A woman has set up an instrument she's made out of ropes. It's hanging from a doorway and looks a little like a spider web. She plucks the ropes and plays it like a harp. It sounds New Agey. There are some other instruments of hers in the art gallery. 

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