On a warm August 2009 night in Taos, New Mexico I listened to the Rock Bottom Blues Band. They were all hippies from the 60s. The harmonica player lived on the corner of Haight and Ashbury in San Francisco during that era. How cool was that? The bass player is now a world recognized leather carver and plays for fun. I had a great time talking with them before they started playing. It was sort of a time warp. It was one of those nights you didn't want to end. All I have to do is look at the picture and I transport back to that night.
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