I’m not sure what they mean by that song title, but KOL must have a good reason for it, I’m sure. Maybe its Tennessee-an for VD? Either way, it makes for great conversation with strangers at a backstage concert Green Room. Hollywood can be a trip. That’s why I moved out to the country about 50 minutes away.. So I could take it in small doses (I think in my hobbit lifestyle as of late, I maybe go into Halloween/Hollywood maybe 1 night a month.. Lame I know). Where I live, everything closes by 9pm and there’s 1 Starbucks. Things are measured by their footprint on society by how many Starbucks per sqr mile there are. Many people are surprised that this is my lifestyle but I like it. When I stay in Atlanta, its go-time, all the time, so I like to be close to the city out here but not in it. Touring in music venues half the year for the better half of my life, I’d really much rather be in desolation whenever possible. Back to last night. My friend played at Staples Center in LA last night (great fun was had by all), so afterwards we were all shuttled into a backstage Green Room where I would exchange words of wisdom with the likes of a Perez Hilton, an Adam Lambert (the cute, gay guy from Idol), some Radio talk show host that’s apparently almost as famous as Howard Stern, and some fun people that haven’t yet left their mark on pop-culture infested society yet. I asked one guy “how’s it going?” And I realized that this can’t be a rhetorical question that is used lightly with just any ol’ stranger anymore. When I asked him, I got back a barrage of a status report. “Yo man, shits blowin’ up yo.. Blah blah I got 2 new stores opening blah with a new line of blah and grossed blah blah in 6 months blah…….”. “Whoa!!!”, I said. “I asked you HOW you were, not WHAT you were”. And then I walked off by using this “diss”technique I perfected to get out of dreadful conversations. Its where you lift your drink and start to drink it, and while you are in mid-gulp, you lift your other hand and go “hmmm!!!” As if to say “oh shit! I just remembered something I have to do, but I have a mouthful of drink and can’t quite talk”, and you turn and walk away really fast with the drink still pressed to your lips. It really works if u get your flow down.. There seems to be an overwhelming trend to over-justify one’s self to feel better and to feel accepted by someone they feel is in a better position than they are in life. I don’t know if I ever did that when I was younger and more determined. Probably. I’m sorry. I promise, as long as I go out, from now on and someone asks me “how are you?”, I think I will just start reciting the bridge rap to “Going Back/Going Home” on cue… Can u imagine???? That shit looks funny in my head. Love you. Butch