Monday, June 02, 2003
Hi, Universal Masters:
I didn't go on a date on Friday. I was just pulling a Tony Pierce, don't ya know. Haw haw. But I had a way better time anyway, because Tsar played again. And not only did they rock like crazy, but a lot of very special people were there, too.
The hubbub after Tsar played involved the next band, whose lead singer got naked onstage. I don't care to go into the troubling details. I've never liked redheads. It's a real problem. All that red hair. That's how I spell GROSS.
I respected the freedom, though.
There was a nice party afterwards at Tony's house, too. Thanks, Tony!
Tsar makes me love rock.