Boy George Sucks- Poison Rocks
3 hour drive... 6 bottles of Smirnoff Ice- Went down my throat into my liver- 3 packs of cigarettes were smoked- Rapidly- Satisfaction on the run- The music blaring- The 80's children glareing, plastic weed leaves linked around a hippy's neck. Jack Daniels stains across shirts, on lips, and along the gumlines of the rotted teeth that the men and women of today, never brushed as children
Scranton was far and wide- Big houses, big scene, beautiful view. The sun shone partially but the scent was absolute vodka... A rich lather of shampoo appeared on the clouds. The path to the stage was long.... quite long. A middle aged man, his son and his Budweiser, were the first people that were there that Chris, Steve Dave and I met. They were cool- I was happy- We drank to them after the 2 malt ones we had on the drive up- and 5 ciggies- To complete the feeling. Dancing to Guns and Roses
Everynights a party night for me aye? Well it "Don't get better than this"
We got there after Faster Pussy Cat came on so we didn't get to watch that show. Winger was great- Kip Winger is extraordinary- Absolutely gorgeous- I don't know what to do- I spyed on him the whole time they played.... Then after they played on came Cinderella- Can you believe it? They were great- But they looked homo sexual as hell- It was crazy-
LAST BUT NOT LEAST! POISON! It got all dark, flames shot up from every direction as Phil Anselmo said "Fuckin Aye" I screamed that the whole time a song came on- Every song from "Every Rose Has Its Thorn" "Un Skinny Pop," "I won't forget you", "Nothing but a good time" and more- They were just amazing- They did some covers too- I kept jumping up and down in front of this girl and she kept grabbing me by the shoulders and I kept slappin her hand saying this is GREAT! I almost nearly ran up- Luckily for me my Binoculars were clear- But- It wasn't fair because Bret looked amazing as did Ce Ce and Ricky Rocket- What an awesome drummer-
Then we went to Dennys and got a huge meal- You cannot believe
Didn't get home til 5 in the morning- Woke up at 12
Scranton was far and wide- Big houses, big scene, beautiful view. The sun shone partially but the scent was absolute vodka... A rich lather of shampoo appeared on the clouds. The path to the stage was long.... quite long. A middle aged man, his son and his Budweiser, were the first people that were there that Chris, Steve Dave and I met. They were cool- I was happy- We drank to them after the 2 malt ones we had on the drive up- and 5 ciggies- To complete the feeling. Dancing to Guns and Roses
Everynights a party night for me aye? Well it "Don't get better than this"
We got there after Faster Pussy Cat came on so we didn't get to watch that show. Winger was great- Kip Winger is extraordinary- Absolutely gorgeous- I don't know what to do- I spyed on him the whole time they played.... Then after they played on came Cinderella- Can you believe it? They were great- But they looked homo sexual as hell- It was crazy-
LAST BUT NOT LEAST! POISON! It got all dark, flames shot up from every direction as Phil Anselmo said "Fuckin Aye" I screamed that the whole time a song came on- Every song from "Every Rose Has Its Thorn" "Un Skinny Pop," "I won't forget you", "Nothing but a good time" and more- They were just amazing- They did some covers too- I kept jumping up and down in front of this girl and she kept grabbing me by the shoulders and I kept slappin her hand saying this is GREAT! I almost nearly ran up- Luckily for me my Binoculars were clear- But- It wasn't fair because Bret looked amazing as did Ce Ce and Ricky Rocket- What an awesome drummer-
Then we went to Dennys and got a huge meal- You cannot believe
Didn't get home til 5 in the morning- Woke up at 12