When I was a band photographer lifetimes ago, the group I worked with most covered a lot of Marvelous 3 songs, so I got into Butch Walker that way. Then I discovered he had solo albums, and I got into those. I've especially loved his last few, with "the Spade" hitting me at just the right time in life.
Due to some confusion, Kate and I missed the beginning of his set; by chance we walked in right as he started playing my favorite song off the new album. Can't beat that! We saw a rockin' 45 minutes at least, and hey - I'll see him again ASAP.
Love that expression...
He's pinching my love handle to death.
I wish I knew what he was saying right here, and why I'm letting
that tiny girl stand in my hand. (Yes, I know I'm not funny.)
Did the bouncer just break up a fight...
or is Butch watching me walk away?
(Many thanks to Kate for playing paparazzi!)