Last one I went to was about a month ago -- one of my favorite bands (albeit obscure) called "clutch." Had me quite a few adult beverages during that show.
You know, I got to make a confession. I really don't give a rat's petoot about either of those bands. The only reason I'm going is the look on my wife's face when she scored those tickets. In fact, I really can't think of a single concert worth my time right now. Oh wait... there is one...
**fade to dream sequence**
Maybe when RiverDance is in town I could sneak in there wearing nothing but a loincloth and war paint. I'd have a bandoleer full of Bruce Bump shooting knives, with a Peter Nap detahcable spike hawk in one hand and a Bill Buxton bowie in the other. I'd eat a bucket full of raw oysters and snort 30 lines of PCP before going in. I'd make Michael Flatley give me dance lessons at gunpoint.
WOW, well every time I hear American Woman I'll think of you. Last concert I went to was Hank Williams Jr. in the early '90s...he was drunk...again. Cavelady
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