I remember the night Jane Dornacher took the entire audience across the street to the laundromat in the middle of her set while she moved her clothes from the washer to the dryer.
I lived around the corner on Shrader Street. It was so great to feel a part of the Other.
Thanks for the memories.
What I love about this story… is being the phenom waitress Jan was- she attempted to collect a few nachos orders while in there..
great post Jan.. thx..