Here's the Pictures I took of the last time Gabby and the Cadillac Tramps were in Las Vegas, a Valentine's Day weekend gig @Triple B's downtown - click here to check them out if you didn't the first time. If half of the Vegas people who are all over social media posting "R.I.P. Gabby" and all that shit were in attendance that night, there might have been more than 25 people there, but alas, Las Vegas is full of bandwagon jumping motherfuckers by the truck load - just look at how everybody you know is now a Raiders fan for proof of that. Out of the 193 pictures I took that night, 119 of them were of Gabby. Those in the know knew this was the last time we were ever gonna see him alive, and it was hard to let him go after the gig. He looked tired but happy. We stood around outside the back door area, just joking and bullshitting like we would always do with him, and everyone just kind of danced around the enormous white elephant in the room, choosing instead to just, I dunno, be positive? Uplifting? We talked about anything and everything but his illness while the rest of the guys were loading gear out and into the van. Fuck, it was hard saying goodbye to him. It was hard watching him walk away and get into his ride and jet off into the early morning night. We all just watched the car disappear from sight and I felt a huge emptiness. We had just witnessed the Cadillac Tramps fucking annhiliate Triple B's, nobody came out to see them but that was alright. It made the evening more intimate, made hanging with Gabby and the guys more accessible. It made the night even more memorable than it already was, and that was saying a lot.
Godspeed Gabby. See you on the other side vato. And as for the rest of you, maybe I'll see you at this event next week. Probably not though.
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