This morning, my curator, Kristi Jacobs, found an old set piece on the Heatwave Cafe which kind of stunned me in its raw simplicity. It has a real seventies-Old Pueblo-desert-vibe. (It should—I was living in Tucson at the time.)
Daily Flashback Whip Out:
"Honkytonk Sue Heatwave Cafe Flip-off"
Note the A-1 truck in the side mirror (pretty cool, although it should be reversed).
"Honkytonk Sue Makes Her Final Point"
As those days slip farther and farther into the rearview, I've got a final story about the Heatwave Cafe I want to do.
"Grandpa, tell us about the days when you had to buy the whole album even if you only wanted one song."
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