Grasrætur were playing at Dillon again, and I was meeting Wolfgang there later. But first, I popped in on Fabio to see how his leg was doing. (Fabio had burnt himself on some burning mud the week before) Then, off to the pub, for some truly excellent rock and blues. Psychadelic. A fairly small audience, by the Dillon standards, but it was early on a saturday night, so perhaps expected. Nonetheless, Grasrætur pulled out all the stops, and got two encores. (most Dillon bands rarely get one)
Well done guys, you rock.
Coming home, Venus and the Moon were wonderfully close together, so I took a couple of shots from my balcony.