Repeating myself

I can't help but remember how much more conducive people are to my well-being, in the establishment I now play at. I often remember it. There were some lovely people where I used to play, but there were some right cunts too. Where I play now, people keep much more of a distance, and that suits me well. They are friendly to my face, at least, which is all I want out of it. There might be some cunts there too, but I don't want to know them well enough to find out. People come to hear me play the old songs and that's all there is to it. I am always pleased though, when people from the other joint come to hear me. It's only the nice ones who come, and I'm always happy to see them.