The Homecoming

I had a particularly nice mash-up of Julien, vodka and nostalgia last night at the new ZIGGY’s downtown, which just so happens to be the venue where I saw my first bands, including but certainly not limited to Guster and Cowboy Mouth (Jenny says: turn off the radio.) And then Jimmy Jollif performed, who I remember as senior football playing intimidating presence person, but who now has a giant beard and lives in Brooklyn and raps (quite well), which I just really. Really. Like.

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