How many people get the pleasure of twisting their dear sweet nieces and nephews as they get into the meat of their teenage years? Today, needless to say, completely ruled. I not only got to see Type O Negative for like the millionth time, but I also got to see Moonspell.

To explain the best I can, Type O was my obsession before Bates *laugh* ok, so maybe I am still Type O obsessed, it just took them a hella long time to release another album and go to a city that I could hit. They foolishly scheduled their Pittsburgh show for the night of my work Christmas party... so I had to come the whole way to Texas to see them. Ah the sacrifices I make.

AND to top it all off - I got to take my nephew. How did he express his feelings towards the experience of his first concert?

"I felt like I was riding the Texas Giant (rollercoaster) with neanderthals and satanists."

My work here is done.