And his name is Chris Duarte.
I really don't have the words to aptly describe the spectacle d'music we saw last night without repeating myself with awesome's and outstanding's and omg fucking brilliant's as descriptives.
But really, it was incredible. Series after series of guitar riffs, each one leading you to the edge where you think ' OMG this is as good as it gets...but wait..oh, no THIS is as good as it gets...and then it keeps getting better...and better...and better to where you finally give in a realize that you will be astounded time after time for the rest of the night...and you just go with it and enjoy it.
So we did. From 9pm to almost 2 am. Pure enjoyment of the highest calibre. Rock heaven for me and I'm pretty sure Jeff will agree when he writes up his post.
All of us have different passions that drive us to seek them out and enjoy them to the fullest. Music always has been and always will be my biggest passion/drug/vice...whatever you wanna call it. And last night was a musical drug overdose of the highest degree.
Huge mucho thanks to Jeff for sharing his love of 'all things Chris Duarte' with me. It was a night I'll remember for the rest of my life.