I apologize (mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa) to Cactus Canyon for saying their sound system sucks. Styx kicked ass. Escape (Journey tribute band) kicked ass and I can't hear a got-damn thing. My ears are ringing like a sonufabitch and, yes, there was a guy standing right in front of me with bright orange ear plugs. I will not denigrate him tonight, however, because, I repeat, I can't hear a got-damn thing. Work tomorrow should be quite interesting.
I have to get up in exactly 6 hours to go to said work and I'm more than a little bit drunk. Good night, sleep tight and I just wanted everyone who cares to know that I made the right decision going to see Styx instead of Leon Russell. It was great.
No offense Leon, you were also great last year but a choice had to be made.
By the way, if I typed this with no errors I f**cking rock.