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We did a gig Friday night at the Kansas City Museum, all acoustic. Interesting, that. The highlight was some drunken ex cheerleader type in white stretch pants and a cowl neck angora sweater who was hanging all over people while carrying her Pomeranian, breathing vodka fumes into their faces. Later, she thought our harpist had dissed her with a look, grabbed her hair and started harassing her. And this over the hill deb (actually, she said she was a "professional dancer") was a member of the Board of the neighborhood organization that put on the event for which we were playing.
Ah, the glamorous musician's life.
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