The Voo Doo Music Fest 2004

My weekend can be easily described in three delicate words that I truly believe will unravel my universe:

I MET SLASH.

And he was nice! The good news is, I was so shitfaced I didn't even realize I was joking around with SLASH until after he departed. Even better!

There were tons of other bandie/musicy people there (industry speak, sorry), and while I respected many of them, have their CD's blah blah blah, I don't think I've ever been as starstruck in mine wholen lifen.

More to follow, just had to get this off my chest.