Two at a Time
We’ve established that I have rather eclectic taste in music (and eclectic may be the polite word…it may actually be that I have rather dreadful taste in music, but I’m ok with that). And we’ve established that The Boy and I have a pronounced propensity to dart off for the evening for a concert at the slightest provocation. So it should have come as no surprise when we found ourselves settled in the car Friday afternoon headed to Detroit.
For you see, The Two Man Gentlemen Band happened to be playing at Cliff Bell’s, and it seemed a shame not to go.
They’re on tour now (with a shiny new album), and they put on a great show. If they find their way to a town near you (or not so near…), I highly recommend stopping by. Now if you’ll excuse me, The Boy and I may just be dashing off to another show here shortly.
Never mind—at first glance, I thought the dude on the left wasn’t wearing any pants! How gentlemanly would that be? I guess I should stick to my sock knitting and stop reading blogs.
Oh my! That wouldn’t be very gentlemanly at all. I promise he had on pants (pressed linen pants and suspenders from what I can tell). Everyone was fully clothed, don’t worry.