So we're standing on this corner outside The Palms and she did this so we snapped her as she drove away. Dang, guess we still have it...at least musically. More likely it was Sven, our lead guitarist and unofficial RedFish 'Marsha Brady'. Sven. Sven. Sven. And just like Marsha, he's cute and amazing at what he does. Makes us jealous Jan-types wanna lob him a football in the middle of a solo. But alas, we'll never really know if is was Sven, so we'll just enjoy our Winslow Arizona-esque fantasy with selfish abandon. Just don't tell the slimy mothers of dysfuntion (our micro-management team at Kablooie). They'll misinterpret this compliment/fan-glance as an opportunity to line their pockets via increased cover charges. Greasy fingers smearing tailored clothes. Avoid the price increase and see us at The Palms this Friday April 1st. No cover...no fooling.