Zeno's pub is a place of action.  Well...not really.  Though I was sorely disapponted that my beloved accordion (Alberto) felt sick that night and missed its début in a real live band, Sean, Saurav and I got in for free and grooved to the euphonious melodies of The Bullet Parade...starring Chuck From Choir, Jeffy Van Effy, and some other guys whom I know not.  The Bullet Parade rocks the casbah; go see them
the next time they're gigging...unless they're playing under their aliases (Early Leaves,
Roustabout). If you're lucky, you might even catch a glimpse of the Captain and Tennielle.


 

Alice nurses her second gin and tonic, as Melanie slips her a fiver.
 

Jeff boogies to the groove of Chuck's wicked cool trombone.
 

Alice and Sean imbibe the sweet amber poison and
Long Island's finest (respectively).
 

Sean and Saurav soak it up.  Awww, yeah.
 

Sean zones out a little, but Alice isn't quite sure where.
 

Two Micks and a Bengali.
 
 

Chuck and Jeff go spastically acoustic.