Franky's Inn

The feeling when you’re driving late at night, streetlights flashing past as you search for a place to stay. From the distance a red neon sign flickers, saying ‘Franky’s Inn’. When a warped, warm guitar starts echoing through your head you decide to pull over. As you approach the front door, relieve washes over you like a warm summer blanket, whispering: “You’re okay. Come on in, let the story take you away”.
Franky’s Inn might just be where you want to stay for the night, or maybe forever. The choice is yours.