These Are the Days

You know… there’s nothing quite finding your house full of people after a show. Everyone’s had their fill of pizza and beer, and everyone’s best friends. One minute, you’re telling your favorite “drunk bandmate” story followed by a rant against today’s musical climate… or it’s a plethora of fart jokes after a lengthy discussion of literary giants. And it’s as crass and vulgar as can be.

I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Big love to The Elevator Division and Lasso. Mi casa es su casa.