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Look up to the sky. Past the moon, past star-signs and supernovas. Past galaxies and realities. See that purple planet… the one nestled between quasars and nebulas? Now look a bit closer. No, not Keraxus 4. To the left — in that dustbowl they like to call a town. You’ll find Able Joseph. Singer. Songwriter. Cosmos journeyman. Musical nomad. A figment of imagination. They’re playing a gig at the Roadhouse. It’s busier than usual, but apparently the manager of this dilapidated, sorry, I mean charm-riddled, den has been promoting the show for some time. There’s word it’s a sell out. It’s hot, it’s dingy. It’s perfect. Able Joseph walks up to the mic