It was kinda 3 chords and the truth at the Narrows--well, maybe not.
Our beloved stage featured the masked and mysterious surf masters Los Straitjackets doing the instrumental rockabilly sound on a rainy Friday night. It was the 2nd visit for the group, which speaks Spanish on-stage and never appears without their Mexican-wrestling inspired disguises--although your humble blogger saw them uncovered before the show. But I'm sworn to secrecy regarding their true identies. Let's just say let sleeping masks lie.
Openers were Providence 's Mericans, with a Byrds-like flyte that gave the crowd delight.
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