the Crow Quill Night Owls

Kit "Stymee" Stovepipe and Caliope Kane met a few years back. They where both playing in bands, Kit in the Inkwell Rhythm Makers, and Caliope in Below the Salt. They both shared an interest in old music, silent films, drawing comix, staying up all night and each other. They began singing in the bath tub and hunting for old 78’s and antique sewing machines together. Sooner than later, old tenor banjos started to appear, and thanks to a Mr. Lucas Hicks, one stayed. The universe swirled around dangerously and feirce, like wine rushing through the esophagus of a serpent eating it’s own tale, stacked on the backs of turtle shells. Feet slid on bannanna peels clear across the room. Wool clouds where violet, pink and crimson.... bobbing like carrots fastened with twine. The therory of reletivity broke down like an old engine on rusty tracks, and banged it’s way through past the letter "Z", and started poking around. Right went left, horrizontal went sideways... night turned to day... and the two peered out at the dawning of this strange and familiar dream, with crooked teeth, and fingers stained in india ink. After that , they began playing music tigether pretty much all the time.....