So we get this anonymous call. They’ll pick us up with our instruments Saturday, October 22. They’ll put blindfolds on and drive us to the location in a van. We’ll get paid a fabulous amount of money with unmarked bills and we’re not to speak of this to anyone. Then, they hang up.
Oh, they also demanded that we play a lot of Pink Floyd.
No, most of this is not true. It’s just a private gig we’re playing at. It’ll be a hoot.
See you there. Maybe. Maybe not.