My favorite memory: Phoenix 2000: I won floor tickets from the local radio station. The concert was at a sports arena and there couldn’t have been more than 500 people on the floor.

For STP’s final number, they played Sex Type Thing. Seriously…this was my 4th time seeing STP and I had never heard them sing it like this before. It was the sexiest version I had ever heard. At the end, Scott ran off the stage and onto the floor, into the crowd. Everyone swarmed. He couldn’t have been more than 3 feet away and my arm was out, trying to touch him. No luck.

STP has and will always be one of my favorite bands. They may have looked rough, may have played rough, but Scott’s lyrics and his voice…damn. True artist. I’ll miss him.