Sure, I may have eclectic tastes, I may appreciate intelligent lyricism and sophisticated rock, but sometimes you just gotta put on “Cold Gin” or “Rock And Roll All Nite”, crank it up to twelve (because eleven isn’t loud enough), and just drain your mind of any civilized thoughts whatsoever. And suddenly all the garbage in your head and minefields surrounding you fade quickly but not-so-quietly away. Tonight is one of those times.
So if you happen to see me in my car on the way home tonight, pay no attention to the man banging his head behind the wheel.
© 2006 DJ Holte