|"...we are, we are the Saints of Los Angeles...."
||[Aug. 3rd, 2008|10:33 am]
WHAT A $#!*& GREAT SUMMER OF MUSIC!
Love me - love my rock stars. Last night was CRUEFEST featuring:
TRAPT: Awesome - love them!
SIXX A.M.: Tight, emotional set with vocals that are phenomenal
PAPA ROACH: Great show, but out of all the bands...the one in which I took the bathroom/get drinks/wander break...well?
BUCKCHERRY: Lead singer is a superb frontman!
MOTLEY CRUE: My Boys! Hey, they all need naps before the show these days, but hell, they pack 'em in and still rock the crap out of the place. Pyrotechnics, big lights, long flowing hair - HEAVEN HAS CLAIMED ME! And, my heart swells for Mick Mars who, despite a crippling, degenerative bone disease, can still shred better then ever.
Oh, and Nikki Sixx....well, 'nuff said. THANK YOU. And to Vince Neil, who gave me a place to immortalize all of this history.
Cheap Trick, opening for Heart and Journey, is now a memory of three weeks ago....it's rare, however, that I'd actually see my two favorite bands within a month of one another so that in itself helped smooth some otherwise rocky days inbetween.
Now on to Three Dog Night (former employers of mine) and The Young Dubliners at the end of August! I cannot imagine me without my music. And, neither can anyone else.