Wednesday, January 29, 2020

Honky-Tonk Woman

On a cold winter’s night, thirty miles outside of Minneapolis, in the Waverly Station—a roadhouse on Highway 12—the Everett Smithson band was rocking up a storm and giving the locals a chance to kick up their heels.

And then, for a few glorious hours, my cousin Kathleen is the Queen of the honky-tonk:

By Professor Batty


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