It wasn't all fowl

More photo goodness as you recover from the last batch of songs. The Roadkills took a visit to Maine over Thanksgiving and were treated quite well by the Buttsteaks. In addition to the aforementioned fowl, there was the requisite lobstah and some fine dining in Portland. And a meat wagon.

There was also some new rock, recorded at the scene of last spring's hootenanny crimes. The cue of stuff to post is long, so who knows when the new songs will grace your in boxes. And, I fear things may have been lost due to a conflagration in the Greater Lexington area. But that's another story.

The view from behind the drum kit.

Keating's wagon of meat.

Doc tickles the ivory.