You wanted the best, you got the best!!!! The hottest band in the world!!!!
That's right folks, last night the band van rolled out to Mansfield, Massachusetts to witness the rock spectacle that is Kiss and Aerosmith. And all I can legitimately say is "dag!".
Kiss was up first, and what they lacked in musicality they made up for in their sheer non-gimmicky stage show. Oh, wait a minute...
Seriously, it was actually really fun to see Kiss. They deserve their place in the rock pantheon for pioneering the ridiculously bombastic rock show. They also deserve their place in the rock pantheon for being the silliest thing I've ever seen delivered without irony. The breathing fire, the spitting blood, the incessant pyro. I mean....dudes. Seriously....dudes?
Actually, my only complaint about Kiss was that they only asked me if I felt alright and if I wanted to rock about seven million times. That's just not frequently enough for me to feel connected to a performer. Also, they also only asked me to put my hands in the air three milion times, another minus.
Aerosmith took the stage next and, even though I've seen them sooooooooooooooo many times before, there was something special about this show. Aerosmith is still a very very very good band, despite the last four records they've made. It was non-stop rock and definitely the best I've ever seen them. They simply blew Kiss off the stage.
After the show Brendo Frendo, Pedro Galiano and myself waited for over an hour and a half to get out of the parking lot. To pass the time we played "The Dukes of Hazzard" with Pete's car. To play this game you roll down the passenger side window and attempt to jump into the car like one of the Duke boys. Unfortunately, Pedro drives a sub-compact, and so we all ended up looking a lot more like Roscoe or Cooter (I think once I looked like Boss Hogg). We also scraped and bruised the living hell out of ourselves, but on the flipside some drunk girls cheered for us.
You all pull the trigger of my............................love guh-uh-e-ah-uh-unn.