I don’t mean to be a stickler, but that poster–if read literally–advertises a concert against not-AIDS.
WHY WAS HUEY LEWIS ADVOCATING AIDS?
With a seethingly angry “thank you” to longtime commentator and object of an elaborate and specific cowgirl-themed crush of mine, Rodeo Amy, for the title.
Dude, how could you not come up with that?
It’s right there. You went with Stuck with You and a Dylan cover! You suuuuuuuck.
The tight black jeans, the feathered semi-mullet, the Ray-Bans, the harmonica he can play as well as any white boy: is it wrong I want to be Huey Lewis when I grow up?
Rumor has it that Huey has one of the biggest somethings in rock and roll. (The something is his penis.)
So: apprently this was not a black-tie affair? Bobby just decided to air out the monkey suit? Becuase Johnny Saxamophone is wearing a Dead shirt, and that’s the opposite of a tux.
You can just make your own I Want a New Drug joke, if you please.
Also: Garcia’s knees.