I love War. Those guys are extremely friendly and kick some serious rear entry! Their concert was my favorite, they performed some awesome songs. "World is a Ghetto" and "Why Can't We Be Friends?" were the best. The crowd loved it and we all rocked out. After the concert, their awesome merchandising guy gave me a rockin' War hat. I've been singing War songs all day. I had a blast.
Josh Gracin, on the other hand, sucks. The guy has blimped out. I bet he has added a hundred pounds. And the dude is a former Marine. The really amazing part? The girls were crazy over him. And by crazy, I mean complete lunacy. They screamed his name at every word, proclaimed his cuteness and offered their highly valuable and well-trained services. After the concert, the guy sat down at the edge of the stage while two dozen or so hardcore female groupies gathered around and lusted.
It was disgusting. The worst part is that these were not Wasilla, buck-toothed girls either. We are talking fine specimens. We are talking short jean mini-skirts were represented here. And they were cooning to a guy that looked like he had just lumbered off his cheeto-stained couch with an Xbox 360 controller permanently in his hands. In addition, the music was awful.
Yesterday I did Jars of Clay, which was tolerable. Today is my day off so I enjoyed some peace and quiet that was busy classrooms and crazy beginning-of-the-semester-moments. So far, I've been leaving my house around 8 and getting home around 11. Joy for 15-hour days. Anyway's, those days were a bit relieved when an entire posse of crazy kids from that remote little school I attended showed up. We sucked helium and bugged carnies. Scott has suggested that the company (Wilson Entertainments) hires me as Stage Manager. The gypsy chicks say that they love me. I'm now barking (doing the street hustling/sales pitch thing) for their show and they think it's the best thing in the world.
That's pretty much the extent of it. I've got some college stories but I'll save them. I suggest, if you have Facebook, that you add me!