So, that was interesting. It finally became warmish out. No icestorm this time. This is progress.

Not that we lacked problems of any kind. Since it was warm and dry, we got the bigassed nightclub soundsystem thing set up out front again, this time in a less neighbourly location, figuring no one would therefore call the cops. So that was optimistic. At 10.59PM, someone old and boring narcked us out and got us shut down. In our defence, we’d really thought the No Noise but the Interminable Traffic and Hornblowing thing kicked in at midnight; the police who showed up to unplug us were pretty sure it was eleven. And they had guns. We, so far as you know, lack guns. It’s a class war.

No big deal, by then. We just rolled everything inside and started up again. We’re incorrigible that way. And that led ultimately to the film starting. And you know how that goes. Unless you don’t. Which is your fault. You’ve got the address, and probably whatever it costs to get in—seven something, I think. You have the power to solve your problems. That’s marketing lingo for Give Us Your Money. So get on that.

Why should you Give Us Your Money? Because we want it. Need it. For guns. The police pick on us. We’re outraged. And, if you’re not falling for that, then it’s because it’s all fun in there and stuff. Weird things occur.

We’re not sure what Andrew’s doing to Annie, but we approve—we being not necessarily Annie.

See? Fun. Because the cops didn’t have a warrant. Or, you’d infer, seven bucks. They had their chance; they bought guns.

There’s a cold, dead hand joke in there somewhere. I’m not sure where. Nevermind.

Yeah, I get it: the cops are only doing their jobs. With their guns. And their cold dead hands. I just personally lack interest in their cold, dead handjobs.

There it is; found it.

So, about next month….

June’s show is a theme thing. Something piratey. Or RenFesty. Preindustrialish. A time to swap your iPhone for an eyepatch and party like it’s 1699. A hipsterscene so vintage that singlegeared bikes are still a hundred years away. Ho; ha; ha; guard; turn; parry; dodge; spin; ha; thrust; thpppt. Stuff like that. Savvy?

Good. See you on the twenty-fourth….