The Perch Creek Family Jug Band (since renamed Perch Creek) are four siblings plus a stray from Northern New South Wales, are currently based in Melbourne, Australia.
Deak Harp jams outside Deak’s Mississippi Saxophones & Blues Emporium in Clarksdale, Mississippi (2014). Guy got his bonafides by following James “Mr. Superharp” Cotton up and down the east coast before getting a job driving Cotton’s van (and THIS is a Mississippi Saxophone).
Lotta things going down these days, but that’s not news to anyone. In the meantime, have a great weekend and maybe we’ll see better things tomorrow. See you then.
Charles looked over the barren, desolate plain as the sun slowly set. He knew he wasn’t going to get much sleep tonight. Too many foot prints. There was blood in the air. He just hoped Linus was having more luck at his end. Snoopy grumbled anxiously at his feet. He knew it was time to move on. He hoisted his worn and mangled pack higher on his back, squared his shoulders and took a deep breath.
Rarely do pitchers wish for rain. Chuck usually got rain, whether he wished for it or not, but mostly the downpour came when his team was ahead. As for Ms. Van Pelt, our crack team of webminers are working overtime, scouring the depths of the Internestic Oceans, for a current photo of Lucy that doesn’t look like Amy Winehouse.
[Top image found here, via a series of now unretraceable links. Second slightly edited image from here. Related posts here, here and here.]