knox and i went to an open mic last night. or rather, we went and had lunch on union street first...laughed at the obscene and empty souls we were surrounded by. i had fried chicken and a dirty grey goose martini, my usual. the drink, not the chicken. although i've been craving fried chicken for months. and it was gorgeous as it should have been for 20 clams.

i believe that everyone in the city who does an open mic must think it is a prerequisite to do a robert johnson song. they were all lovely though, not a one was unbearable to sit through. every sunday at the black magik voodoo lounge on the corner of lombard and van ness, very casual and unassuming.

i somehow wrangled myself into singing lead with knox on Lost. the martini's are responsible. we did considerably well as we had never rehearsed it and i had never sang "out" before. it would have been stellar had he a kapo, and i warmed up.

forget thedeadbullfighters...it's the knox and joy show! :P the emcee tried to get us to come up with a clever name for ourselves. "knox and joy" had to suffice. mr. entertainment was a bit disappointed he didn't have anything catchier to introduce us with.

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Last Five
treasure - Thursday, Sept. 06, 2006
need - Sunday, May. 22, 2005
where is here - Friday, May. 13, 2005
save me. - Monday, May. 09, 2005
nonsense - Sunday, May. 01, 2005

ALL