The Felice Brothers were rockin’ last night. I’m still on that post-concert buzz. I had Smurf and G with me and I honestly didn’t expect them to dig it, but they did – especially Smurf who’s like the world’s biggest Sublime fan (so I really didn’t expect him to get into it). Smurf and I timed it perfectly when the opening act was finishing up and weaved our way up right next to stage. Halfway through the Felice Brothers set, the accordion/organ player hands me a glass of Wild Turkey. I downed it, but…I was done drinking for the night after that.

Super fun awesome sexy night.

Oh yeah, and so I don’t forget this for a long, long time, G said if he ever has a daughter he’d like to name her…

wait for it…

Slashley!

Good times… :)