Five for February 23rd:
Another one bites the dust. To quote my friend Rene: "I wish I believed in Hell, so I could take some pleasure in imagining Larry Biondi roasting there for all eternity." This Vanishing STL post says it better than I ever could. Fuck you, Biondi.
Jane’s Addiction. I liked them enough, but was never a huge fan, and it’s hard for me to believe that in 2012 they’d still have the ability to sell out the Pageant. But what do I know? True story: Dave Navarro once offered me a hundred bucks for my Van Halen t-shirt. I declined.
Rocking. Practice tonight. Stoked on the new set-up, and the ability to start a little later and go a little later. Off Broadway, next weekend. Be there.
Houston. Lisa told me it was 80 degrees there this morning. I guess that’s one good thing about Texas? I can’t really think of anything else.
Mi Ranchito. The weather is beautiful and I can’t resist getting out of here today. The sandwich I brought can wait until tomorrow.