Sometimes it’s good to work for the man…I’ve just been given two tickets to a private box at next Wednesday’s Pearl Jam concert here in Chicago. What does that mean to you loyal Done Waiting blurkers — other than the fact you’re all so happy I’m so lucky? It means a big ol’ spanking review of the Chicago show in the Lost In Guyville column next week!
Between me and Duffy we’ll create enough text to make you think Radiohead doesn’t exist, if even for a minute.