More garage bands at nine!

We were doing a thing,
And then, last week, I said...
Well, we'll just go back to
Before we were interrupted.

For absent friends, at nine.

Tonight remembers a DJ passed
One that I also called friend
Who had been away too long
Who left me with that doleful news.
Those who remember
have said that they wondered
and don't like the answer
but are thankful for closure.

I don't know what else I should do
But play, and say, "This one's for you."

What's unlost is unfound at nine (or earlier)

Half the country's under snow
We've got a Herculean blizzard
So, to the 60s we will go!
Back when a guy could play a zither.
Though, why you can't now, I don't know.
I'm sure some bands would beg to differ.

See what you missed at nine!

Next weekend is the new year
So, I'm going back a week
To my longest winter night set
With cigar box guitars to hear
(Tying loose ends, so to speak)
Because I hadn't played it yet.

Christmas party

We had our holiday party over at the club tonight and here's the hour I played.

Mash-ups at nine!

Tomorrow's a marathon, Bring lots of cash.
Tonight, it's playlist that's all full of mash.

Bring the thermals at nine

People are slipping and sliding
No cars can get any traction
The weather is quickly dividing
The spectators from all the action.
The weathermen predicted freezing
The weathermen predicted ice
The children must find it all pleasing
The schools are closed. Oh, how nice!