Lester Bangs: Your writing is damn good. It’s just a shame you missed out on rock ‘n’ roll.
William: – It’s over. – Over?
Lester Bangs: It’s over. You got here just in time for the death rattle.
Just when you think that you have heard it all, something explodes from the background and clutches your heart strings. Just when you believe that nothing could quite move you in a way that would make your stomach drop, you feel dizzy and captivated by a silly little thing called music. And just when your drink is empty and you think that you need a refill, a band sweeps the stage that makes you drop your empty cup on the floor. So, if you have forgotten what that glorious eruption feels like, enjoy a little Uncle Daddy (http://gouncledaddy.com/) and be surprised. I hope that you are enchanted by the haunting lyrics, calmed by the deeply sexy vocals, and that the violin, cello and mandolin solos give you goosebumps that don’t leave for weeks. But most of all, I hope that you know that rock ‘n roll is not dead; it’s just been sleeping.
