AT THE WINDHAM
I was playing the flugel horn at
the Windham Cafe when you
walked in. You looked like a
lady detective. That handbag
just wasn't so sharp. It's always
funny to me to see how ladies
hold purses together and close.
You walked over to the counter
with a slip of paper. It was my turn
to solo on Der Fledermaus so I
really couldn't watch. Later they
said you'd pulled out a gun and
some guy wrestled you down.
Boy, must have been fun.
My solo went OK. I just kept
playing through the ruckus.