Where were you last night? The MUDFLAPPS!? Again? Sure looks like you were there all night. I don't blame you, though. Barb Hale charms and Justin Gillam laments - now that's chemistry to make you want to listen. Then Fran Kondorf kicks it in on the bass and J R Hinshaw comes screamin' in with the fiddle or the harmonica - you just want to dance! They truly create a bluegrassy honky-tonk wherever they go. You dance didn't you? I can see it in your eyes. Well, next time invite me, or we're through. They've been playing around Chicago for three years and sometimes I think you want to be with The Mudflapps more than you do with me. Your dinner's still in the fridge so you'll have to eat that for breakfast.