Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Two Hundred Twenty-Three


I'm a dinosaur. A throwback to an era of ass-kicking front men. There's no place for me anymore. Today's singers stare at their shoes, they're weak timid little boys that are afraid to look a crowd in the eyes. I don't belong here. Sure, they may call out for a sing along or a chant, but not a one of them would grab a mic stand and use it as a baseball bat to the head.

2 comments:

  1. LOL...oh the days of boots to the head front and center watching you on stage in TSOL...gosh where has the time gone...gone gone gone...I will never forget though, at least I hope so....

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