during the divided at the ball i became convinced that trey was staring me down from 200 yards away. when they stopped for the pause he just leaned his head out, started rockin back forth and locked into a stare straight ahead… now i was way back in the crowd at this point so there’s no way in hell he was looking at me but in my state at the time i was sure of it.
i did a quick look around to see if anyone else had noticed… and then decided it was on. i crucked my head out and locked in. if the man wanted a staring contest i’ll give him one to remember … ‘bring the shit, big red’… its on. everything else just faded away and i was zoned in… i even started rocking to mirror his… as if to say you wanna bring some rockin into this, my man? i’ll give you some rockin.
so there i am looking like a lunatic staring into space and bobbing back and forth.
well he eventually hit the note and i snapped out of it… suddenly realizing how rediculus i must have looked… but by that time the jam was starting to build and everyone was back on the groove…
oh and yeah… that shit is annoying on disc.