Clyde Clevenger
Jun-20-2004, 7:59am
Dropped into the Boy's Club (Cartwright's Music) yesterday afternoon to find Ken out to lunch (unusual?). Jerri, Ken's helper, had a phone in one hand and a MK Dragonfly in the other, hands me the mandolin and says, "play this for this guy." I tune it, play the first things that pop into my head. All I hear is they guy on the phone laugh, talks to Jerry for a brief time then hangs up. Maybe Little Latin Lupe Lou isn't the best phone sales choice. Not a bad little chile dipper for the price.