The Indian House is in Indian, Alaska which is a beautiful 18 mile drive south out of Anchorage along the world famous Turnagain Arm. I play there on Friday nights and I've seen Dall Sheep, eagles, swans and pods of Beluga whales on my way to the gig. All are framed by a gorgeous inlet and mountains that crash right into the water. Sometimes the moon seems to hover over the waters of the inlet, bright enough to cast a moon shadow, majestic enough to make you feel insecure and awestruck. I lettered this script on a placemat and the staff wouldn't throw it away so I came home and did a clean version of it and screened it onto some black hoodies.
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