Who the hell says "86'd"?

Last year my band Death By Nostalgia opened for Les Savy Fav. The coolest part about the whole experience was that LSF’s lead singer Tim Harrington stood by the stage and watched our entire set. Regardless of whether he was actually into it or just being polite, Tim’s a class act. It happens so many times that the star headlining band disappears for the opening bands—presumably to read passages from the bible and volunteer at local soup kitchens, or whatever it is that real rock stars do between sound check and show time—that it was refreshing to see someone from a well-known band actually take the time to listen to the other bands on the bill.

That’s why I was so saddened to hear that Tim Harrington has recently found himself in trouble with the staff of the Pioneer Casino in Vegas. He seems like such a nice guy, he doesn’t deserve to be treated so disrespectfully.

Looking on the positive side of the story however, we can now rightfully claim that Death By Nostalgia is on equal footing with eight mud wrestling competitors. This is great news. Mud wrestling seems to enjoy continued popularity, so I’m sure it’s only a matter of time before we will also be able to play events where creepy men hoot at us and yell at us to take off our halter tops and thongs (note to self. Start wearing thongs and engaging in lewd conduct. And if we "want to start doing some 'lesbo' stuff, that would be great too.") What we lack in mud-soaked boobs we more than make up for with intelligent lyrics and complicated music. And we all know that smarts trump sex appeal, right? Right.