It appears we’ve chosen to come into town for a change. Hey, nuthin’ like indoor plumin’ to draw a bunch of cedar-choppers like us outa the hills. Whathehey, who am I kiddin’? We’re all a bunch of freakin’ townies. Pampered burb-critters, every one of us. AMT is a heck of a fine bar, and we always enjoy our gigs there.
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