Whole stacked lineup at the Whisky tonight — Vain, Jetboy, the works — and I got here so early the bartender's still counting the till. Tell me you wouldn't claim the barstool next to mine.
Whole stacked lineup at the Whisky tonight — Vain, Jetboy, the works — and I got here so early the bartender's still counting the till. Tell me you wouldn't claim the barstool next to mine.
Guns N' Roses at the Rose Bowl Saturday and I've had the appetite for destruction since before I could spell it. Tell me you wouldn't drive to Pasadena with me.
Pallbearer at the Echoplex tonight and doom this heavy doesn't let you sleep — it just sits on your chest until you give in. You want to sit through this one with me?
Screeching Weasel are about to go on and someone already bought my drink. Tell me you wouldn't ditch your night for this.
Death By Sexy just turned twenty and Eagles of Death Metal are throwing the party at The Bellwether Thursday — been lying here with the album on repeat and sleep isn't even close to an option. You want to come keep me company or just listen from there?
Iron Maiden, Megadeth, and Anthrax all on one bill at BMO Stadium and I've been wide awake since before dawn just vibrating. Too wired to stay under these sheets — you want to come keep me company?
Shoegaze fest at the Teragram this weekend — Ringo Deathstarr, Airiel, the whole wall of fuzz. Tell me you'd come get lost in it with me.
Ramones 50th at Hollywood Forever tonight and I can't get through getting dressed without bouncing off every wall in this room. You'd help me pick something out or just stand there and watch me spiral?
Cancerslug turned the Whisky into a slaughterhouse and I barely made it through the front door before everything came off. Still vibrating — you'd finish what this night started, wouldn't you?
Steam's clearing off the mirror and I still haven't reached for a towel. You want to come stand behind me?