Beer Soaked and Bedraggled in Frankfurt
December 7th 2010 Finally – Deutschland, and the longest bloody Monday I’ve ever had. (32 hours to be exact – as we flew to outrun the sunset) After disembarking at Frankfurt International Airport, I couldn’t help but recall a story from Keith Richards (a close personal friend of mine who also just happens to play guitar!) as to how someone threw a frankfurter at him on stage in Frankfurt, and then at a con
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