stubby bottles cover the tables...
along with tall quarts and pitchers of draft
along with tall quarts and pitchers of draft
thick cigarette smoke plumes the air
Toronto power trio hits the stage
plugs in oversized (for the room) amps
buzzing barre chords wail
thundering bass and drums
they rip through some originals
gets the crowd cheering
when they swing into some Zeppelin
in the corner by the bar
the manager cringes - too loud!
the girls can't hear the orders
he snaps - rushes the stage
flicks off the breaker
Geddy and Alex laugh
and promise to turn it down
...a notch or two
the settle back in
wrap up the gig
with Working Man
the manager grabs the mic:
"Hustle Bustle - closing time in the Russel.
This is a Hotel, not a motel.
Drink up and get the hell out!"
