I was on the rail at this show.my twin brother and I were standing in line and one of the security guys mentioned that we’d be able to get to the front of the line if we showed a food or drink receipt from the house of blues restaurant that was next to the venue. thinking it was too good to be true. We popped in for a quick drink and snack came right back out and were the first ones allowed in the venue. I’ll leave out the fact that I went on a wicked tear in blackjack just before the show as well. Long story short, they melted my face my brain and my soul that night. It’s a night I’ll never forget. Jack’s snarl in that mariachi get-up during Pablo Picasso haunts my dreams in the best way possible.
