where is the baby

IT JUST HIT ME.

All my nostalgic teen-years angst comes crashing to a hopefully spectacular freakshow of screaming insanity TONIGHT. At Terminal 5. When me, Marisa, Kara, Emily, and Doree go see HOLE.

I really can't remember being this excited about an EVENT* in a longass time.



When she sings this song -and she better sing this song- I am gonna freak out. BIG TIME. CROWD SURF. GET WEIRD. You've all been warned.

The last time I saw Hole PROPER (not counting her surprise Lolla perfomance, or any other weird industry party things) was at Roseland in 1995, Live through this tour. I guess I should wear the barrettes I bought there tonight?

*except for First Kiss at 92YTribeca, DOY