There are stories we tell to one-up each other, and then there is this blog. Read wondrous tales of strange creatures, explore the depths of human indecency, and hopefully laugh a little as we find out what could possibly make people do what they do.
Sometimes being Plain Jane is the name of the game. And even though you paid for something that wasn’t all that great, or all that bad, you just have to deal.
Concerts are a scared space. So if you talk over the artist I will demand you get up and sing because clearly you should also be on the marquee.
Do you ever go to a show and think, “this is exactly what I thought it was going to be,” but that something was like eating a Jimmy Johns sandwich?
The shows weren’t painful to watch, but they weren’t not painful, if you know what I mean.
Organizing the concert rankings was a task and a half. But with over 160 shows, featuring 200+ artists, some were real stinkers.
For those of you that know me, which is about 98% of you because I directly invited you to like this site, you know I love live music.
I was driving to Detroit, as I’ve done more than a couple times in the last few years, for a concert. As I I’m driving it starts to hit me that you can hardly see the city, once one of the wealthiest in the world, from the highway.
Here’s what I’ll be seeing and updating this year. May alone is worth this post.
My summer tour in 2018 was without a doubt one of the best road trips I’ve ever taken. I took off a whole year’s worth of vacation days to go on a 12-day adventure across the Midwest in search of the best concerts.
I created this blog to write about catching fake IDs, share unpublished golf stories, share pictures of far-off places, and to tell fantastic stories. I achieved all of it.
Spain is filled with many wondrous sights, sounds, tastes and aromas. I can only share with you my sight, but know that I so badly wish you could experience the other three.
