Some things never get old, like having maybe one too many drinks, forgetting that you have the job of taking photographs at a concert, getting lost in an intense and sweaty mosh pit, helping a friend get through a breakup... Continue Reading →
And day number two of Riot Fest 2025 is in the books. It was yet another day full of some surprises, some rain, lots of amazing sets and moments that left me with a "pinch me, I must be dreaming"... Continue Reading →
'Twas the day before Halloween, and all through the Twin Cities, people dressed up in their brightest white shirts and headed downtown to the Skyway Theatre. Okay, just a couple of hundred people did that, but those people had made... Continue Reading →
My hands are dyed red and my eyes are still a bit bloodshot. My legs feel like spaghetti and my face looks a bit streaky. You know what this all means-- Monday night was Gwar night! It's one of those... Continue Reading →
Seeing some bands will never get old. Last night may have been my 48th time seeing Gwar in concert but I felt just as excited as I did the first time I saw them. A little obsessive? Maybe. Or maybe... Continue Reading →
I was greeted by a staff that had traded in their signature black shirts for white ones. Nearly everything was covered in black trash bags. There's only one reason that those two things happen and that reason is Gwar. It... 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 →
I drove four hours back to Des Moines, Iowa just to get doused in fake blood. Oh yeah, I get to spend some time with my family when I'm down here too. But more importantly... I drove down here for... Continue Reading →