The Butchies


Before their set

I landed in California ’bout 9 or so and from the airport, we headed straight to the Roadhouse in Sacramento to catch The Butchies perform.

I was glad to be upright and nursing a Budweiser after the long travel day.

The music seeped in and I found my head bops no comparison to the stylings of my host.

Met the friendly roadie and purchased some shirts and a CD.

The drive to Grass Valley was smooth and breezy.

I slept like a zombie.