He reads it out loud. If you've been dying for a way to work the phrase 'crazed on bennies' into a conversation, you'd best check out the Blue Moon Boys . . . The Blue Moon Boys hoot and slap each other's hands. Nic's chest swells. They sojourn to the band room, where the night's acts can rest and refuel.
Several musicians sit around in chairs and chitchat.
It's smoky and special. Others may pass through, but this is the bands' haven. You'll never see boots so pointed or shirts so sparkly. Here Nic will see Ray Condo, his 50ish idol in a yellowing cowboy hat, who's been doing rockabilly for a dozen years. Condo will cap off the night when he takes center stage well after midnight.