Number Three.

Now I'm done with rockshows until next spring, unless something unplanned happens. We intentionally didn't promote this one as the last until spring, but it was.

A. Tom Collins was really jaw-dropping (albeit a little sloppy), and I went into the show ready to be unimpressed. I'll be back for more, though.

Bad Luck City played a ferocious set that felt great to me. It's been a long time since I got my rock on like that (2004 Red Cloud Grand Junction--apparently an unfinished post, and probably better that way). Josh called it "high energy, even though no one showed up." Seriously, everyone there was like (or was) family--it was the same crew that turns up at the barbecues and corn mazes.

The truth is, I think that sitting in chairs and being stifled by the weird cinema experience really allowed us to get moving tonight. The next show should be epic.

We're all looking forward to working hard together for the next few months. We need to have a sit down meeting and pull the trigger on this shit.