In Fear and Faith + Craigery Owens = palpable beauty. A Craig-less Chiodos is going to be a hard pill to swallow, but at least he’s peeing all over other areas of the scene.
In other news, Henry pointed out that I use him as a proxy for my rage against everyone else in my life who consistently let me down, and by george, I think he’s right. Perhaps I don’t hate him as much as I thought.
Oh well, who needs friends and family when there’s music (& wine), is what my motto’s always been.