Lookin’ For the Hip Beat at the Concert Hall? Hey, its not easy to be a jive talkin’, street walkin’, beat boxin’
gig hopper, you dig? If not, then you probably need to read this most of all.
Were, O Were Has My Little Lupe Gone? The night wind blew eerily as I slipped along
the hallway to Remus' room. I eased open the door and approached his bed...and
screamed.