Here's a joke for you: A mariachi accordionist, deathgrind vocalist, and a Mexican drug cartel lord walk into a bar... Yeah, last night was weird. Pinata Protest was the first band to take the stage and the band that stole... Continue Reading →
Last night was the most perfect ending to an exhausting (but good) seven day concert bender. I got to see Gwar again last night. Like I said in my last post about them (The Blood Pit of Horror), it's the... Continue Reading →
This summer has turned me into a huge reggae fan. First it was the Slightly Stoopid show that I wrote about in the post My Sweet Summer is Gone. Last night was the Damian and Stephen Marley show that turned my "like"... Continue Reading →
I want dreadlocks. I want them so bad. I chicken out every time I get close to getting them. I think there may be something weird about a ginger with dreadlocks. I've also been told by a lot of people... Continue Reading →
I turned 26 on Monday. I know that's not too old but in my mind, I'm one step closer to 30 and that much closer to becoming the crazy cat lady. I decided to take myself out to a guilty pleasure... Continue Reading →
Most people look at a concert as a full bill. They look at all of the bands that are playing and decide if the show is worth the ticket price. Not me. There were three bands on the bill last... Continue Reading →
Yesterday was terrible. It was just a bad day for me. Nothing terrible or life-shattering happened. It was just a bad day. I saw Brand New again last night. My day went from terrible to the greatest day ever in... Continue Reading →