Wild, right? This is just the latest of the profundities to explode into my mighty brain as I slouch on the orange couch, staring at stacks of CDs, contemplating life and stuff. It came to me on a lovely Sunday morning. The sun was shining, the birds were cheeping, and I was still high from my band's performance two nights earlier.
If you've ever played music of any kind—but especially rock'n'roll—for a crowd of enthusiastic fans and friends, you know the rush I'm talking about. There's nothing like the energy that erupts…