I forgot just how addicting you are.
Oh how I hate hate hate Terminal 5...it was impossible to see and it was way too crowded and over sold. Why would you pick that venue Trey? But put me in a room with 95% men, the oh-so-adored trumpet playing Jennifer and her freakin' soulful blasting, echoing rendition of Zeppelin's "Black Dog," Dire Straits' "Sultan's of Swing," acoustic versions of "Wilson" and "Sample in a Jar," and a dash of "Gotta Jibboo"--and you've got me babe.
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