Can you smell it?

I hope you can feel it in the air.

I hope you have your fight whiskey. And you're little cup.

I hope you found your headlamps and raingear and guitars.

Your pie iron and nine iron.

I hope you dream of smoke and fire. Beer and bacon.

And beer and bacon. And beer.

The taste of gunpower. The inevitable drizzle.

Without plates. Without forks. Without, in the best way.

Because 30 days has MWIX.