Another great day at Frost.
Crazy fingers and China doll wow..
They had a cyclone fence topped with barbed wire surrounding the venue.
I would get folks to pour beer from the outside over the fence into my mouth.
security was amused but after about 12 pours cut me off.
The good old days where it seemed like everybody in the crowd knew each other and we were all friends...
We communicated a lot just by smiling at each other no words needed.
All of a sudden it was..
Hey man whos got the gas..
I want to get fucked up.......
The innocence was lost along the way..
But the music never stops.......