Even though I felt like I still smelled like diet rootbeer Faygo and was still trying to get the stickiness out of my hair from the Insane Clown Posse show, my concert grind stops for nothing so after one more... Continue Reading →
It was the name and the picture that drew me to last night's show. With a name like L.A. Salami, you're clearly going to peak interest. Add the messy hair, signature John Lennon glasses (you know the ones-- small and... Continue Reading →