Suck.

Except for Shooter Jennings, son of Waylon Jennings, tonight may have been the worst night of music I’ve heard in recent memory. Not even the three naked women pouring champagne on each other and rolling in glitter could save the show. Plus, after ten hours in a bar, I just didn’t feel up to going to see my friends play a late night set uptown. I’m just glad they put Coast to Coast AM back on the air in New York.

Happy birthday Bobby Head.