Just in case somebody is wondering, I DO NOT NEED AN ESCORT. Please stop sending me e-mails asking me if I do.

Anyways….

Maybe it's because I'm getting older, but people at concerts are really starting to piss me off. Last week, I went to see the mighty Blue Oyster Cult. It was going okay, but then, it came- the chords, the riff, the mighty roar of the crowd. It's Godzilla, baby! Oh no, there goes Tokyo, Go, go, Godzilla! It's one of the greatest riffs in the history of Universe. It's one of the greatest protest songs every recorded. It's fucking Godzilla!

But I'm getting jostled. Bumped around. All these girls keep on brushing beside me on their way to their speed-freak boyfriends. And I can't concentrate on the music because I'm spending most of my time trying not to be knocked over.

Stop moving. Stop bumping mee. Stop bugging me. Don't you know what song it is? Don't you know who we're seeing? We're seeing BOC, the band that helped put the Tap in Spinal Tap. The band who still sees nothing wrong with 15 minute drum solos. Not to mention a bass solo. This is a band that lets everyone know that Cities are on flame with rock n' roll.

Will you have a little respect, please?

What can I say?

"History shows again and again
How nature points up the folly of men. "