The Missing R...

Terri Hendrix told a funny story at her gig at the Nutty Brown on Friday night...back in the day when she had her first "marquee" gig -- with her name out front on the marquee of the venue -- she wanted her photo taken with the sign. (We all do, it's a rite of passage). So Terri is all set to go and her friend has the camera and the friend won't take the photo and Terri is wondering why...and the friend points to the sign that says: TONIGHT: TEPPI HENDPIX Apparently, they ran out of R's. I mean, really, what's one extra line between friends, right? Phode Island, Pock 'n Poll, Pod Stewapt...all perfectly acceptable alternatives. (Actually, that spelling is making me flashback to The Birds and Tippi Hedren, but I'm a Hitchcock nerd...I digress). Well, Terri...I have your extra R. You can have it back, too. When I played in Santa Fe in May, we rolled up to the venue, and I was about to have my magical marquee moment...and then it all fell apart as well. JANA PROCHOP Yes, I'd like to think my guitar chops are pro. But it's not my name. So J took the SUV over to the sign, stood on the roof, and removed the offending R. All better. Really, Terri...I'll mail it to you. It's not a problem. :)