Bleu Edmondson
The first time I heard the name Bleu Edmondson, it came from the lips of a SMU sorority girl who was more well to do than anyone I had ever previously met at that point in my life. We were co-revelers at your standard college kegger. She was in the Hill Country with some friends and my group ended up near hers in the line to fill our plastic cups. She was talking about how her parents were going to throw her a huge rager out in Lakeway just because. They told her she could book any band she wanted.
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