There are hundreds of small shows happening everyday, in every 'ville, 'ston, and 'field, but on December 27th, 1989 in the sleepy town of Concrete Wa, a place where Tobias Wolff couldn't get away from fast enough, something magical happened. Some remember him as"Sweet Baby Layne" and on that day he sang so extrodinary with Jerry swooing notes of sadness that if youre ever in Concrete and listen closely the wind stills carries those cries
"These stand for me
Name your god and bleed the freak
I like to see
How you all would bleed for me"
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