Oh, why in a fit of frustration did I ever post those tour dates? I knew that one of them was in the Netherlands, and that I have a friend who lives there. Needless to say, he's got tickets for the upcoming show. I want to be happy for him. Really I do, but I just can't seem to manage it. I've been waiting for two years to see them. He's only first heard their music a few weeks ago. It's just so damned unfair. So far there are no scheduled US tour dates. I don't want to be, but I'm angry. If they do come here, the show will probably be at that horrible Post Gazette Pavillion. There's no chance of me getting to meet them there. No stage door to wait by for hours and in the middle of nowhere, that's how that place is. No small wonder that I hate it. I try to console myself by thinking that were I to actually meet Matthias Jabs, I would probably swoon into his arms. Wait, that wouldn't be so bad. I'd just feel like a fool.
A Pretty Picture From The Last US Tour To Console Me
Dammit, Matthias, get my cigarettes out of your pocket!!!
