The boys were really on top of it and full of spunk tonight. Mike just blew me away, and Trey seemed very playful as he laid down some penetrating licks. After we were all loosened up from the crowd chanting "we love dicks," the FUCK YOUR FACE acronym entered the arena, and things really started climaxing. Dicks might be a hard sell for a less standup band; but, from the slick First Tube to the Japanese Meatstick, my skull certainly got the pounding it deserved from tour closer, night 1. Page, seriously, thank YOU guys.
Also, that Runaway Jim jam changed me as a person, and I was only Couchtouring!