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Gladrags and Cold Bags
Pop Hymes, drummer extraordinaire, Natchitoches fishing legend and general all-around bon vivant, is fond of telling jokes, particularly ones that focus on musicians in some way. For example: Three guitarists arrive at a studio to audition for a band. The … Continue reading