According to Moonalice legend, harvest time is approaching. It's our favorite time of year, a time when the moonalice matriarchy communes with the ladies of the cannabis tribe. We love everything about harvest time, but eventually the harvest leads to curing and then to trimming, which historically has been a major pain in the hands. Until tonight. We were outside Terrapin Crossroads a couple hours ago when a distant relative approached us and volunteered to handle trimming operations for the band. As depicted in tonight's poster by Chris Shaw, Paws Moonalice has serious advantages over human trimmers ... unless you are one of those traditionalists who has a problem with salt water and ink all over your weed.

Notes:
Jason Crosby played fiddle, keys, guitar and bass.