You enter The Stone Fox not knowing what to expect. It’s just a local spot, with a bar and some tables and overworked waitresses. There’s an energy in the room, but it’s not all good. You’re waiting for the blood sport – or whatever lies ahead – to begin. Then the house lights go down, and the stage lights go up, and you realize you’re part …
April 18, 2015
by jenniferpuryear