So
I'm sitting at my desk yesterday, nearly evening, having had a very
productive day. I look out occasionally at the gathering crowd
outside my window but the live music fails to raise me from my
chair. Suddenly a shrill, obnoxious voice announces the next band:
THE SUICIDE COMMANDOS!!! They start in on “Sixteen Tons” and in
no time—so fast I leave a KitKat melting on my dictionary—this
recluse is not only across the street but 30-35 years back in time.
The Longhorn Bar, a Speed Wiener show at the Keystone in Palo Alto,
X-Boys shows at the Uptown. Something about a Chris Osgood guitar
solo—standing on a milk crate to be seen—can get even me out of
the apartment. Happy Bastille Day!
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About Me
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- Will Tinkham has published eleven novels. THE PACKARD SALESMAN follows THE TEDDY & BARA SHOW, IF I LIE IN A COMBAT ZONE, FALLING DOWN UMBRELLA MAN, THE MIRACLES, THE CARY GRANT SANATORIUM AND PLAYHOUSE, THE GREAT AMERICAN SCRAPBOOK, THE ADVENTURES OF HANK FENN, BONUS MAN, NO HAPPIER STATE, and ALICE AND HER GRAND BELL. He lives and writes in Minneapolis, MN. His short fiction has been published on three continents and he long ago attended Bread Loaf on a scholarship. An actor of little renown, his credits do include the Guthrie Theater and Theatre in the Round. @WillTinkhamfictionist on Facebook, @willtink on Twitter, instagram.com/willtink