Check out my new short story about a groovy bongo player named Santiago

People upstairs were talking loud and taking creaky steps on the wooden floors to get to their seats. My ex-band was setting up right above my head. I could hear Glenn strumming his acoustic guitar, Brian plucking the strings of his bass and Rosie taking short, choppy blows into the flute.

Excerpt from  Santiago on Percussion at Page and Spine.