Native Son is at the Flying Saucer, The North Mississippi Allstars are at Young Avenue Deli, and now I am finally released from writing this. As always, I really don’t care what you do this week, because I don’t even know you, and unless you can explain to me why so many people were so surprised when that guy at the Crystal Cathedral who had previously worked with Celine Dion and John Tesh killed himself (perfectly understandable), then I feel certain I don’t want to meet you. Besides, it’s time for me to blow this trap and make up for the 45 minutes of my life I just gave up trying to unfreeze my computer after typing in Celine Dion’s name. See why I am so mean? — T.S.
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