No Cat Power For Us, Sorry…

Damn, this makes me really, really sad (and big “thanks” to David over at the ever-stellar Houston Calling for breaking the news…). In spite of my being smack-dab in the middle of The Week From Hell (job promotion + new responsibilities + immediate deadlines + selling house + buying house + moving all our crap == nonstop fun!), I was seriously contemplating dragging my exhausted, dust-choked ass up to Warehouse Live to finally see Ms. Marshall up close and in person, but alas, ’twas not to be. Hope she feels better soon; them damn vocal cords are tricky things.

Damn, I really wish I’d put Moon Pix on my iPod before I packed it away in the gigantic stack of boxes. Crap…