An order of Rock Out With Your Cock Out w/ a side of Balls to the Wall

Guess who's playing tomorrow night? The Live Ones. With the Ghetto Ways, The Tough and Lovely, and The Demands (who I'm sure are very good, but might want to change their name to something more google-friendly, like The Online Pharmacy Texas Hold'em Experience). At Trash, the bar I love to hate.

Tangentially, please note that the Live Ones have a MySpace page now, which is cool and all because you can listen to their songs. I hear the MySpace is all the rage with the kids these days. So I signed up for an account, and out of curiosity I decided to do a little search on my alma mater. I've learned a couple things: a) MySpace is populated by retards and b) most of these people went to school with me. (Seriously, if you're supposedly an "Interactive Media Producer," you should know better than to add a Windows Media video that automatically downloads when I click on your profile. And also it should not be a dancing cat.) I've also learned that the people I expected to be straight are gay and the people I was convinced were gay are actually straight.

And also, if you have found Jesus, I really don't want to hear from you.