Oh Frisco,

It's been a crazy month. EdgeFest was awesome! Kelly and I survived a whole 8 hours in the pit. Of course we had a little help from our new friends. 

10 Years was amazing. I forgot how much I like their music. Courtney Love was a hot mess. She didn't even make it through the first song before she forgot the words. The pit just stood still and watched her shit-show.

My first Deftones experience was one for the books. I didn't think we were going to make it out alive. There was an exit strategy and a meeting place.

And then there was this:

Oh yes, we were 10 feet away from the beautifully-talented, pomegranate-pink mohawked Jared Leto. If I had the money I'd follow my beloved Thirty Seconds to Mars around the country. Or better yet, maybe I should just find out how to work with them/for them?? Yeah, right. 

Oh, and how can I forget Shannon.

He's a feisty thing, isn't he. I doubt he's the kind of guy you take home to mom. . . His kit was insane, though. And he rocked it all. I am absolutely ready for their return stateside in the Fall. 

And let's just say the headliner blew us away. Welcome back, Fred Durst. I've missed you.

I'm already planning next year's trip.