I think the new Van Halen record is pretty good. Not great; it won’t make me forget VH I or II but it might make me forget Diver Down. (I’ve already forgotten all the Sam Halen records and I never knew the other one.) But goddamn if I didn’t need a band with some testosterone right now. A guy who can actually play his guitar, another guy pounding the drums, and a psychopath screaming out lead vocals: god, yes. ROCK AND FUCKING ROLL.
I got some news today that made me happy and sad at the same time.
I went to the gym for the first time in 2+ weeks due to my bronchi being all -itised and I’m typing this fast because I’m pretty sure I’ll have no meaningful use of my arms in a few minutes.
I have a busy gig calendar coming together for the spring and summer. I expect to see you at some of these shows one of these days. You. Yes, you.
I don’t care about college basketball.
All these points start with “I” except this one. Narcissist.