Wally's Jazz Club Lockout

Well...I desided to return to Berklee to help practise guitar. For some unknow reason I like the structure of school. I can't seem to get a form going with guitar practise. You need to every day. For as much time your mind will allow. I'm not at the level I would like to be and need more...

Wally's Jazz Club in Boston locked me out, prolly for good this time. I walked up to the door and the lights where off. Door was locked so I cupped my hands to see in the door window. The old man was at the bar looking at me. I raised my hands with the palms up and gave him the "what's up" look. He turned his head the other way. WOW time to go home to Mission Hill Bye...stay tuned