After Mealticket 1 caught the wrong end of a drunk lady's chair, D.B. had to go back to his guitar dealer, Jinx, at the Mississippi headwaters. D.B. emptied the few dollars he had in his retirement fund, took on the burden of a stale curse that Jinx had lying around, and came back to Wisconsin with Mealticket 2. His new guitar has now become D.B.'s retirement fund.
May 23, 2009
As posted on myspace.com:
Well maybe emergency is an overstatement. I was listening to Huntsville Sessions the other night when D.B., or Ben, or David, or Jackass, or what ever the hell you want to call him awkwardly came into my room. He paused and turned his head …
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BRIAN BETHKE, Aug 21, 2008:
Hey man hows it going? Thanks for the add!
Gagosian Liga, Feb 5, 2008:
"We all admire the spangled acrobat with classical grace meticulously walking his tight rope in the talcum light; but how much rarer art there is in the sagging rope expert wearing scarecrow clothes and impersonating a grotesque drunk! I should know." (Vladimir Nabokov)
Thank you for your friendship! Musical greetings from Munich/Germany!
Feel free to download my music!