Three nights, six bands, two Elvis impersonators, zero DUIs . . . well, nobody I know, anyway!
Flip Flop Frank aka The Captain, the great Rudy Castellanos of Meth Leppard, and some old guy . . .
The Dancing Cage of Swilly: I've got the best pants, but Alexis and Christine are somewhat hotter.
Elvis Kokopelli the poet, Donald-Elvis the orthodox Presleyterian, and Roman Salvador, not in the band!
Alexis taunting Greglebert Torteldink of Pete The Butcher. Notice my color coordination and branded hat!
Mini- and Maxi-Minionettes, outside Mordor Studios, listening to the awesome Berzerks practice.
Sunday morning breakfast at Schooner's, with Pete The Butcher. We seem to be short of meat. Why???