Old 97’s Rock the Richards Group

My Fair Lady called a bit ago from her gig at Richards Partners. She was all atwitter because the Old 97’s had just played a mini-concert for the gang over at the Richards Group. Don’t make me explain the difference, and I don’t understand why the Old 97’s would play such a gig. Anyway, MFL was in attendance. And apparently fatherhood hasn’t diminished Rhett Miller’s magnetism any, because I could sense over the phone that MFL was flushed. And now I’ve been informed that we’ll be taking our two kiddos down to the AAC at 6 o’clock this eve for a free Old 97’s concert in Victory Plaza. From the looks of things out my window, we’re all going to wind up wet. But the heart wants what the heart wants. Not to mention certain other organs.

CAPTIONS: (left to right) Phillip Peeples (far left) to Stan Richards (center): “Dude, I totally pitted right through this shirt.” Ken Bethea (foreground) to self: “I’m a guitar hero. Take that, you 12 inches of black hate.”