Yeah, I've been slacking on the website as of late, but I have a really good reason as to why that is. It's called Life! Moving into a new house has me all different kinds of ways occupied, and with band practice and unpacking stuff, I just don't have the time. Even now I sit in the midst of a chaotic front room, waiting for the electrician to come, and hating that I got a garage full of stuff that needs to be put away. I only came on here to update the website by saying that I don't have anything to update on here, and to share with you a story which gives me affirmation on the Future for Rock and Roll.
I was heading off to the Hotel Amoroso last Sunday for some Booze, Food, Booze, Football, and more Booze, and as I was pulling out of the driveway I saw this kid stumbling down the sidewalk. He couldn't of been more than 15, 16, and he looked like he weighed 90 pounds on his best day. He looked to be really hung over, or still drunk, with that look on his face that says, 'WTF happened last night?', a look and a feeling that I am very, very familiar with. I watched him for a bit, reminiscing on my high school days when I would do the same thing, doing that walk of shame that both stupefies and exhilarates. So how does seeing this kid give me hope for the Future of Rock and Roll, you ask? Well, it was because he was dressed up as Hank from Turbonegro. I shit you not. Denim jeans, jacket, no shirt, the Alice Cooper makeup, and a top hat, stumbling down that sidewalk like dressing like that was the normal thing to do. It was an awesome sight, and I wish I would of got a picture of the kid, but I didn't have a camera handy, and traffic was creeping up behind me, so I had to go. Seeing him gave me Hope for the Kids, that a few of them actually get it, embrace it, and love it. Kudos to you little drunk Punk kid. I'd rather see a bunch of Turbonegro clones waking the streets than a bunch of idiotic Wattie from the Exploited clones, that's for sure.