Musica opens for business at 10 am on St. Patrick’s Day and I won’t be there when they do, even though this is where we’re having our launch party. That’s because, at 10 am, I’ll be at the printers tossing bundles of papers into the back of my vehicle. After a few minutes, during which I’ll weep softly as I cradle a copy in my arms like a newborn, I’ll hit Route 8 and head straight downtown to drop off bundles at Musica and Urban Eats, among other places.
Most of the rest of the day will be just like that, hopping from one spot to the next until I run out of time and head home for a quick shower.
All day, there’ll be food–Urban Eats is cookin’ up corned beef, cabbage and roasted potatoes–and, of course, booze. Some of that there booze will be creatively mixed with NORKA Soda, and naturally, pretty much all the libations will at some point be green
There’s a chance I might say something, should the mood in the room permit it–i.e. – no throwing of rotten veggies and/or empty beer bottles (“Roadhouse” scarred me, man)–and either way, Time Cat will soon after take control the stage and therefore the party.
Do not expect me to be sober all night. If I am, then the leprechauns win.