I hung out there for a while in the summer '78. I worked for an artist and his wife there in a big old building that years before used to be an ice storage warehouse. The group of artists that were occupying the space at that time called themselves Icehouse Associates. It was a treat to see Spider John at The Artist's Quarter and Snaker Dave Ray and Tony Glover perform while I was in the area. Then the folks I was working for moved to the upper left corner and I've been stuck in the downpour ever since. I don't really miss the winters there too much, as there are plenty of mountains here to visit if one should get a hankering for the white stuff, but events like the annual Jug Off, jug band contest, that happens there each year at the beginning of February (this year's was Feb 8th) makes me yearn for wings that could carry me there to take part in the festivities. Maybe next year they'll sprout and I'll take flight to the land of 1000 frozen lakes to jug it up.