RED FANG

I’ve been sitting here for the last three days trying to figure out how to tie the last three shows together and wrap up the rest of the tour. For a while it started to look like that scene in Ace Ventura when he's trying to figure out the Finkle and Einhorn connection … Then it hit me! What links this all together? Awesomeness. That’s right, All three shows were chock full of awesome. Let’s take a look at some photos and you’ll see what I mean. Denver: A green room full of beer, BBQ and one white pony: Awesome. Staying with Aaron’s folks: Awesome. Look at those two. How can you not have a good time? Maybe if your idea of a good time is getting kicked in the crotch while eating a dog shit taco, you might not have any fun. But if that’s what you really wanted, I’m betting Aaron’s dad would probably work that out for you. Salt Lake City: Punk rock girls with 666 dyed in their head: Pretty awesome. Not to mention getting to hang with Tonino and all the Salt Lake homies. Although, 3.2 ...

San Diego is always a mixed bag for me. Always our favorite stop on tour, we’ve yet to have a bad time which also kinda sucks. Ya’ see, I’m a lazy man. In fact my favorite part of tour is that while we drive from city to city I can just lie around and not feel guilty about it. Who’s gonna blame you for not getting anything done when you had a eight hour drive straight in to a load in? Just whip up a quick blog with enough typos and grammatical errors to make a third grader cringe and it’s back to my normal van routine. But every time we get to San Diego so much shit goes down that my life is turned topsy-turvy. Just editing and resizing the photos alone is going to take four hours, which really cuts down on my Angry Birds time. Then I have to come up with something that links all the photos together, and god knows how long that could take. Just trying to explain what the hell is going on in these photos alone is could take an hour… …so there goes nap time. Then you throw in a couple of...