“Who the hell is that?’
Which one?
“White.”
John Mayer.
“Who?”
Josh Meyers.
“Still nothing.”
You okay, Bobby?
“I was bored before the show, so my shoulder started hurting.”
Stay away from those goddamned pills, Weir.
“Not pills.”
Good.
“I crushed ’em up.”
Dammit.
Looks like Bobby is tapping a litle side stream with D’Angelico.