Hit me with your fave live performances of sheer musicianship.
Comments
-
Ran at 16:30 is a better example. I could snort that shit on repeat.
-
Holy shit. I was about -3 months old when these bearded children hit the big time. Dad and I saw one of them sitting on a bench in Sun Valley on a trip about 14 years after that. Don't remember which one. It could have been Billy and it could have been Dusty. No idea. They kinda look alike in a way. We eventually went to Craters of the Moon, Silver City (looked thousands of feet down from the passenger window), played 36 holes of mini golf in Boise, etc. We also went to a place where we could sling atlatls like native Idahoans hunting birds. I didn't get a bird but I had a lot of fun I think. I also remember Schwieitzer and watching Dante's Peak being filmed in Wallace from a hotel window a few weeks ago. Dust everywhere. Yeah, I seen shit.
-
few blocks away*
Fuck.
-
I was actually 10-11. I know this now because Dante's Peak was released in 97.
AMA
-
What a throw-down as teenagers
-
Alright, Bobby, let's go.
-
-
-
C'mon now, Jenny O. Sheeeeit.
-
