I was fortunate enough to see Metal Yang Pig perform for their first time. It was upstairs over a bowling alley and the sound of the pins being knocked over was a brilliant planned percussive addition to the paired down band’s hollow body Gibsons. I was pretty sure I saw Lester Bangs’ ghost sitting at the bar and ambled over to him. He was as snarky as he was when he was alive and it was quite a pleasure discussing the state of music with him.

Jules, you may have misunderstood his critique because frankly he was gobsmacked by Q&A. I couldn’t tell if it was in a good way or a bad way but any song that renders the ghost of Lester Bangs gobsmacked is a monster hit in the making — we both know that to be true.

I am thrilled that I now have bragging rights to say I saw Metal Yang Pig when no one else knew who they were. Ha! I’m so ahead of the curve it is not even funny.

p.s. “Live Forever” had the entire audience of 9 in tears. We were all waving our arms over our heads in unison and it was one of the most beautiful moments of my life.

p.s.s. If you get a break from your crazy touring schedule, could you please send me an autographed copy of the vinyl version of Steel Magic Hawgs? I know you’re life is crazy now that you’ve become more famous than Jesus but it would mean the world to me.

Your fan forever,
Mama Bear