Well, sonic bombast rockout sweatfest number 6,750 is now officially checked off the rock-n-roll calendar, in the books as they say, and I’m still out here going wild across the hinterland! And like every firebreathing gig, number 6,750 was phenomenal to say the least.
Thank you, real music lovers everywhere!
Passion and enthusiasm certainly create a dangerous level of adrenalin-driven energy every night, but Lord have mercy, if I fail to intelligently manage it, it sure could wear this old backstrapper out real quick like!
Thank God I have this crazy rock-n-roll dream career to throttle my music-loving passions every summer between hunting seasons. It sure does keep me…