A Mötley Crüe
August 25, 2014
It is late, just back from seeing Mötley Crüe at Great Woods (not even sure of the real name of that place). The sound was less than be desired, Nikki Six needs to tell shorter stories, the smell was an acquired taste, the seats were worth exactly what I paid for them on Groupon, but the company we kept made the night worth it. I might be to old to shout at the devil and I am not sure if you can really smoke in the boys room anymore, but good for the guys trying to look like rockers. My hat is off to the effort, even though I really do not think Tommy was behind the kit until later in the show. Farewell.
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