Janis from Texas took this picture of a man and his photo of Poodie. She and I are sitting backstage at the BackYard, in front of a fan, trying to get cool. We can hear Poodies name floating from other tables, laughter, silence.
They opened the doors, the crowd is arriving, and it’s hot. I thought leaving the high altitude of Colorado, coming down to sea level, that there would be more air to breathe. But it’s so hot, and there doesn’t seem to be any air to breathe. Maybe when the sun goes down….