I crashed into bed early last night, completely wrung out from the week — honestly, from the last two weeks. It feels like I’ve been sprinting a marathon, and the next stretch doesn’t look any slower. At this point, I’m convinced I need to schedule an official ME Day, complete with capital letters and zero responsibilities.
Today’s adventure brings us yet another group called “The Entertainers.” Not exactly a groundbreaking name, and it makes me wonder who the original Entertainers were — the first brave souls who said, “Yes, this is it, this is our identity.” I’ve numbered them according to the Discogs list, though that system is… generous, let’s say. The so‑called “first” Entertainers — the one without a number — turns out to be a beach group from 1980s South Carolina. Which means the one I’m dealing with today, #6, clearly predates them by a long shot. The whole thing feels like a mystery wrapped in a filing error.
