Oh Johnny…

We were again a more subdued group of rapscallions last night at La Guarida, taking in Johnny Cash and June Carter’s story via the Oscar-nominated Walk the Line. Did we like it? I’d say the general mood was, ‘it was ok’, but perhaps that’s just my take? Not being familiar with Cash’s music, I was introduced to him and his music at the same time. Talk about moody! His affinity with the criminals in Folsom Prison was a bit disconcerting – not because of his recognition of their humanity, but because he seemed to enjoy a vicarious violence through association. Not that he came across as a particularly gentle guy…
La Guarida’s head honcho took a significant risk leaving seven of us untended in his lair. No doubt he was relieved to find his easel still standing. Celebration was in the air as someone passed her comps!!!! I wouldn’t say anyone was eager to leave afterwards, although when it became common knowledge that the witching hour had been passed there was a concerted effort at departure.
Next week…a comedy?

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