Souls last night, Souls tonight. World/Inferno Friendship Society opened last night. The venue is the First Unitarian Church basement in Philadelphia. Looks like a rec room circa 1979 and holds a couple of hundred people. Hot and sweaty as sin down there. Not sure how Jack Terricloth survives in full suit, makeup intact but he do. I'm a little in love with him.
So fucking tired. Wasn't in bed until 4.
If a certain tineh father-of-twins/second-guitarist of another beloved band/inveterate Bouncing Souls fan shows up at this venue he'll have a fucking blast. He'd have lost his shit last night (the band sure did) when Lamar Vanoy was crowd surfing to Lamar Vanoy. His tour schedule and certain openers make that seem possible. He'd likely go completely un-noted and might even get to slip his leash and go for a dive himself. I'll be sweating and screaming with my left hand firmly over my right bicep if he does.
3 MOAR NITES TOO GOOOOOOO