It’s raining but not too much and the waft of marijuana is already in the air as Austin,Texas Black Pistol Fire take the stage with some filthy garage blues like they’re three forms of Jeff The Brotherhood.
So far they’ve covered Dylan and well “don’t ask me what I want of you, I might not give the answer that Iyou want me to. As the day goes on I will run out of battery and Internet access will be blown to hell with too much interference… Till then B+
