F**k it, let’s set another record.
There are stories we tell to one-up each other, and then there is this blog. Read wondrous tales of strange creatures, explore the depths of human indecency, and hopefully laugh a little as we find out what could possibly make people do what they do.
Nothing I see the rest of 2019 will top seeing Paul McCartney in Lambeau Field or Muse in Detroit, so we’re on to 2020.
The countdown ramps up two spots in large part due to them representing the same artist, in the same state, a few years apart.