December 18, 2008
A couple of years ago, I was at a Rosehips show at Bourbon St. There was some crazy guy in front of me doing various crazy things that don’t really matter – wearing a smelly coat, having ridiculous bald-in-the-front-long-in-the-back hair, sort of *conducting* the band, etc. At one point, he turned around after a song was over and said to me, “That was fucking super!”
Which it was, actually. Crazy guy was right.