One of the many, many horrible things about Facebook it that it gives your parents the ability to embarrass you in front of the whole world. I’m often reminded of that feeling when my mom would holler out “I love you” while dropping me off at school for all my friends to hear, only now she does it on the worldwide web.
Every now and again we’ll have an interesting conversation.
Here’s a snip of one where we’re discussing Tragedy: All Metal Tribute To The BeeGees & Beyond.
I think it’s because of my experience at the Alrosa Villa that my heart truly goes out to those who were at the Eagles of Death Metal show in Paris last Friday night. I feel bad that this terror attack has touched me more than other recent ones in Beirut, Ankara and Africa; but perhaps that’s because it happened in a place I consider sacred: a concert venue.
While my heart and prayers go out to everyone affected by terrorism there is a special spot on there for my fellow rockers (even though the few EoDM song’s I’ve heard are awful).
Here’s a harrowing account of what it was like in the Bataclan. From what I gather, it was quite a bit worst than the night Dimebag died.
With all the Twin Peaks I’ve been watching I nearly forgot about the significance of yesterday. Happy Star Wars day everybody!
But being that I’m a Kent State alumnus, May 4th has a little bit of a different significance for me.
As the video says: It’s unclear whether the soldiers were given the order to shoot or not, but only the only states in the country where the National Guard used live ammunition at the time were Alaska and Ohio. Seems like a good way to stifle the antiwar sentiments raging on college campuses across the country to me.