And still it snows.…
And still it snows.…

And still it snows.…

I know, I know, we don’t really have any­thing to com­plain about. But why is it always snowy when I have to go to Gord’s for rehears­al? He lives on a Steep Hill, for cry­in’ out loud! Someday the bizarre weath­er will end…won’t it?

We’re play­ing the Gal­lery Bis­tro in Port Moody, March 9th from noon‑1:30. Come for lunch and enjoy some cool jazz!