Monday night is Open Mike night at Accordion City’s Free Times Cafe, and Paul and I will be performing a couple of numbers — him on acoustic guitar and me on you-know-what. If you’re in the neighbourhood (College and Spadina), come on down! We’re hoping to go onstage around 9:30.
I hereby abdicate myself of any responsibility for the other acts, the lion’s share of which are weepy acoustic folk singers whose songs all seem to have the same message: “nobody loves me.” Damned hippies.
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