Wasn’t quite alive yet in 1966, but I was certainly rockin in 1986.
When I woke up, my phone was darn near on fire with messages. It took me a while to figure out why so many people were suddenly asking about my health and safety in the middle of the night. I has since learned that there had been one hell of a mass shooting last night in Las Vegas. Here’s a minute by minute account.
I do not have time to process what the heck happened right now, and I certainly don’t have time to say anything insightful. I just wanted to reassure everybody that I’m OK. At the actual time this stuff happened, I was snug in bed roughly 3 miles away.
Fact is, I’ve heard worse compositions played by human adults at concerts.