We had just arrived in Toronto after a tight ride with a car full of gear on one of the coldest nights of the year.
Two of the bandmates had to head back to the capital before returning to Toronto the next night for the show so the posse was down to three. After braving it back out into the city night to grab some
booze and snacks groceries, we settled in. It's
always odd being in someone else's apartment when they aren't home -
peeking around, trying to get a feel for what their life might be
like - so I headed for the record collection and pulled this one out.
The cover seemed to be an apt description of the three of us and looked as though it might be a snapshot of the night ahead.
We didn't listen to it.
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