...and mosh pits! Long hair, greased to slap! Swallowing the microphone and utter these wise words: "You and Blaaar! Blaar! Raaaaah! I said Raaaah!" Leap to your feet and smash the guitar over the six foot speakers. *sigh* Sometimes I wonder why music died. I love Enya. Anyway, congrats on the gig, dude! Don't forget to take a break between the world tours. Earth! Always, Brother Paul |