A great dream last night Those best feelings of hanging with your favorite band Touring as they were Family and friends were nearby Chris Bailey was sweet His lovely sly grin shone my way as he looked at me a rich heavy Irish accent formed few words “I’ll see ya tomorrow!” I said. Adoringly glowing a depth of love and mutual respect John and I left the band until tomorrow’s show. We walked by waving At Nathan Jones We walked by a large window coffee shop on the Blvd. There Ed Kuepper sat alone. Having a cup of coffee and a smoke. Standing in front of a backstage club, I looked at the band’s list. Many names flew by Under crew - stage I saw Holly Cornell. John pointed it out Feeling a joy Only a favorite band could give ya We will be there early tomorrow. To help and see the band .
Punk Poem by Hudley April /2020
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