So, as a young whipper-snapper, I kept a pretty close eye on club listings in my area. Not so much anymore. And with social media, I do a decent job of keeping up on what my “favorite artists” are up to.
But apparently I’m not as tuned in as I think I am, because last night I was looking for Uli Roth live clips, and discover that I missed him playing live in my town just a few months ago. And around the same time he came through, Jake E. Lee did too, which of course I also missed. Looking ahead, soon there’s Paul Gilbert, George Lynch and Tony MacAlpine each coming through town within two weeks of each other. Not that I’d necessarily go to each and every one of these shows, but it feels better to decide not to go than to think “Oh fuck! You mean I could have gone to that!?”