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That song, Zydeco Boogaloo, was number 6 or 7 on the music playlist I listened to when I ran. Twelve to 30 minutes into the run was the sweet spot for me, endorphins were flowing good, and between the music and the hormones I was high as a kite.
I saw him in a bar with maybe 100 people in the audience. I wonder what kind of life it must be to be on the road all the time, playing your heart out for a few dozen people night after night. His band had 5 or 6 members. They obviously weren't getting rich. I must be grueling. I wonder why they do it.
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