heading out tonight with Kristi and some friends to see The Cure live. Usually I stay away from Oldies tours, but I have not accepted that the Cure has reached that dinosaur-like arena. I mean, Robert Smith still has 1 year until he reaches 50. Plus, our friends had connections to get us free box seats.
Funny, when I was in high school, Cure fandom was likely to get you beat up in the school parking lot. Now everyone sounds like them. Strange days indeed. At least my old youth minister won't be around to declare how EVIL their song The Blood is.
As a tribute, here is The Blood (live)