It was Monday. Open mic night was going strong upstairs. Comics floated between the two floors. Two comics were smoking cigarettes on the patio outside, but it was cold and wet and dark, so they were the odd ones out.
"This is where I started," Ashton said as he looked around. "Well, this is where we all started. This feels like home."
It’s just great music and something told me that seeing them live would be a real treat. Sure enough five minutes into the set and Nielson decided to walk out into the audience, do shots of hooch like it was no biggie, and make his way back up, ALL WHILE PLAYING A SOLO. That my friends is showmanship.