On Friday night I went to check out the Afghan Whigs in Austin, a band I’ve loved since the early 90s but never got to see live. Greg Dulli’s voice is one of my favorites and I’ve often said if I had the chance to sing like anyone, it would be him. His voice is so raspy and powerful, it’s just killer. I was really excited to check them out at a venue I’d never been to be before. Continue reading I’m Getting Too Old For Concerts
The car started overheating at some point while cruising the streets of downtown Nashville, looking for a dive called 328 Performance Hall. We shouldn’t have been surprised – it was summertime in Tennessee and it was as hot as fuck, the AC was cranked and we were stuck in traffic. I started to panic so we shut off the AC, switched on the heater, opened the windows and tried to bleed off some of the heat that was suffocating the engine. The car kept running, but by the time we finally found the place, we were drenched in sweat. Just two, completely filthy, miserable assholes who wanted to see a show. Continue reading First Concert