I'll tell you a little story about this song...back when I was in college, the marching band played this song at all the home football games. They practiced on game day right outside of my dorm, very early, and went through this song at least 10 times. When one is nursing a screaming hangover from the night before, the very last thing you want to hear is a marching band right outside of your window. I mean seriously. I will say, I feel very badly now for all the terrible things I yelled out of my dorm window at the band. To be honest, most of the building was doing the same thing, so it's not like it was just me. Those poor kids were just practicing so they'd play well. I know that now. So, if any of you were in the Edinboro University Marching Scots, I'd just like to apologize...I more than likely didn't mean what I said about you. Well, except for you Susan...you had it coming. You know what you did.
Anyhow, that's our stroll down memory lane for today...give it a listen, it's not bad. I mean, how often do you get a hair metal classic with trombone?