I, Parasite
Bouncer copes with being a critic during a night of bands at the Cherry Bar.
As for Grown, imagine a jam band fronted by Jim Morrison doing a Tom Waits impression. The music itself didn't suck, but the lyrics sure did. Jesus Christ. Here are some I thought I overheard: "Little skinny lady, how I covet thee." And, "There's a milky brood underneath that leaf." This band would be good if it sang in Esperanto. That way this guy's bad Lizard King poetry wouldn't drown out the saxophone. Please don't take yourself so seriously dude; that's my job.
It was at about this time that Boom swept over to the bottom of the stage and swiped up the four bucks. He bought me a shot of Patrón and a beer with his employee discount and a little help from the schmuck who lost his money. I gratefully drank them down. I am a critic. I am a parasite.
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