People,

If there was one word to describe the scene of last night's Fooled By April show that word would have to be ROCK. That's right folks, ROCK in all capital letters is the only word to do it justice.

I mean, even though the cold rain fell on our shoulders as we loaded in and out, even though the band after us made fun of our name more than a couple times, even though some guy got belligerent in my face about Osama Bin Laden always calling his cell phone....goddammit, even though I accidentally peed on my own foot in the bathroom I ended up having a ROCK time.

And you know why, people? Because of you, the true rock and roll believers. Quite honestly, you're the only reason this thing works out at all. Yeah, I'm talking to you Braum (even if I have no idea how to spell your name). I'm talking to you Brendo. I'm talking to you, drunk guy who tried to steal the setlist during the show (OK, maybe I'm not actually talking to that guy, but you know what I'm getting at).

So, thank you, rock fans, for last night showing us the true meaning of Rockmas And Rockukkah.

Until later....