I’m in Wendover Nevada right now about to attack the stage for my 6583rd rockout on my summer tour 2017. I could not be further removed from deerhunting than if I were at an animal rights festival on the planet Pluto.
Well, maybe not that far removed, but the outrageous high energy sonic bombast my killer band and I will unleash each and every night for three firebreathing months provides as an extreme contrast as is available to mankind.
And I like it.
Seeing as how my life has been a nonstop orgy of rock-n-roll and bowhunting for more…