Continuing saga: Open Mic Night fiction,fiction,fiction

I guess everyone knows but Sinsemelia Jones once accused me of stealing his guitar, didn't, and we wound up on half warm speaking terms years later.    I was playing this hybrid import with triple humbuckers, and it looked exaclty like his real deal  expensive glam ax.  Or close enough to rouse suspicion.  From across the room at open mic night.    I'm glad he beat the person who really did steal his instrument to shit.   Even that can bring people closer together in a slum.   Unifying stardust could choke you to death.   We had hard knocks  in common.

Another club favorite, Mikey Mumbawumba, was sneak attacked one night at the club.   I'll get to what happened to the prick who stole Mikey's Haitian Curse.   So he claims, he was gifted  the instrument by a wizard during a machete massacre.   He probably bought it at a pawn shop.   Doesn't matter.   He's very vindictive.    He and I are on chilly speaking terms, in a no fault way.    I've seen him act rude and surly towards Frankie Primavera, which is wrong, but that's rocket engineer's measuring.   Mikey is pugnacioius.  But very courtley when he's in a duet with Lavoris Crackman.   They love doing Broadway showtunes.

One night I was playing what I had, Frankie was on bass, Lavoris was singing, and Mikey was playing this guitar he claimed a swami conjured out of a barrel of copper heads.   Ms. Crackman was radiant, the bullet hole in her spacious prominent chin accentuating her long boned elegance.  She sings Mac the Knife.   Makes you bleed.   That night she was on Somewhere Over the Rainbow.   That's a bone crusher.

You meet some interesting stand-over per sons when someone like Sinsemelia Jones or Mikey Mumbawumba is looking for a stolen guitar.   Mr. Jones brought his friends when he dropped by my crash pad, looking for his ax.    That came up daisies.   Mikey's pursuit is worse because of the voo doo.   Even if it's BS, it draws creepier goons than Sins' pals. 

A lead came in that night.    Some asshole was planning a machete massacre, and may have stolen Mikey's guitar.   Some sort of synchonicity horse shit.  Bastards always think they have a better chance of having their way if they have the right talisman.   It's genie-in-the-bottle garbage, and Mikey's guitar doesn't give a fat shit about their stupid massacre, but who ever stole the guitar should have been worrying.  


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