Aerosmith at the Bowl with GNR and Run-DMC showing up too — I've had Walk This Way on repeat since dinner and somewhere between verses the shirt stopped mattering. Bet you'd already know the words.
Aerosmith at the Bowl with GNR and Run-DMC showing up too — I've had Walk This Way on repeat since dinner and somewhere between verses the shirt stopped mattering. Bet you'd already know the words.
Dilated Peoples at the Belasco tonight and I've been driving around with their whole catalog since the tickets landed. This town raised me on this sound — come ride shotgun.
Jay-Z opens his tour at SoFi tonight and I'm dressed like the whole stadium already owes me something. The blazer stays on — everything under it is negotiable. Tell me where you'd be sitting.
Julia Jacklin at the Wiltern tonight and I claimed my table early on purpose — first pour beats a good spot every time. The dress took no debate at all today. Come keep my seat warm.
Chappell Roan at the Shrine tonight and I've been up since the tickets landed, rhinestones already winning the argument with my coffee. The cowboy hat is still up for debate. Tell me you'd carry it through the pit for me.
My Chemical Romance is doing the whole Black Parade at the Bowl tonight, so obviously I dug out a marching jacket and made it mine. Nothing under it but attitude. Tell me you'd carry my flask through the gate.
Rode hard and the button on these jodhpurs gave up before I did. Boots are staying on for now — that part's my call. Come hold my helmet.
Charli has the Forum tonight and I've been getting into character since long before the sun bothered showing up. Glitter's still waiting on the vanity — I got distracted. Tell me you'd still come pick me up looking like this.
Fonda's got Peaches tonight and I've been a fan since before some of you were old enough to press play. Spent the morning fueling up for a woman who never once asked permission — she taught me everything I know about taking up space. Meet me at the bar.
Three nights of Geese at Hollywood Forever and I'm claiming all of them. I get in the mood my own way — which night are you mine?