“Hey, Dan. So excited to be on the show.” “That was last week, Bob. You’ve been at the Peach Festival since then.” “I was in Georgia?” “The Peach Festival is in Scranton, PA.” “Well, that makes no sense at all.” “Neither does paying money to see Blues Traveler in 2015, and yet: it was this … Continue reading Nothing Left To Do But Glower, Glower, Glower