Here is the poster for my gig Saturday night. It was kindly designed by the bar.
Apparently they thought I was opening for a band called "Drunken Cabaret," when in fact I was opening for a band called "The Pill." As a result, there is a picture of a woman wearing lingerie and a garter belt, the words "Drunken Cabaret," and then my name.
I really feel for anyone who showed up hoping for something a little more exotic than a girl plunking away at her banjo. Because that's all I was doing. In a brown tweed skirt.
Not hot enough for you? I was also wearing long johns.