that was really, really loud

We went to the Monsters of Rock sing-a-long at the downtown Drafthouse tonight. (Yay 80's hair metal!) Now Mike is teaching himself "Enter Sandman" and the cat appears curiously bemused. I am full of longing for Skid Row songs, and a whole world that was never anything but daydreaming for me. If I had been a teenager in the late 80's I probably would have run away to LA to do drugs and see bands.