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At a 16 Horsepower gig at Dingwalls last year. Supports were Howe Gelb and John Parish's big band, so I should've known there was a chance of her being there. Anyhoo, Gelb starts playing a terrible cover of "Plants & Rags", and I think "Fuck, I hope Peej never hears that - only to scan around the room and find that she's two feet away from me. Which was rather exciting. Anyway, after Parish's set, she's up near the bar talking to Adrian Uley and someone else. I walk up to the bar to get some drinks and she stops talking, looks me up and down and gives me a "well, hello" look.
Which nobody ever believes, but you take yr faith from small things. At least when you're me. And it DID happen, dammit. |
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