Thought I’d go with an episode with the original Darren, OOP, i mean Caleb. Before they switched him with the more supposedly desirable Darren, I mean Caleb for a wider American Soccer Mom demographic during Season 4, I mean album 4.
Oh, and don’t miss Caleb’s appearance on Iron Chef this Fall. No doubt to secure the Cooking Ninja demographic for season 5.
I mean Album 5.
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And on a separate note…
The recent Rooster Rage in Reading has left me thinking WTF… What is with the constant contradiction from one interview or stage rant to the next. What is this conflict between arrogance and humility. Both very charming in separate situations but not in the same paragraph.
We get sick of being your fans too sometimes but “fuck you” we ARE your fans and we will only like 2 songs if we want.
And “fuck you’ we ARE gonna show up at your concerts in our capri’s or our skinnies whether we got them at Urban Outfitter’s or Target.
And “fuck you” we will listen to your music whether we only have Sex on Fire that we copied from our kids illegally downloaded version or if we have all of your albums and original limited edition vinyl’s and B side only playlist on our IPods.
And “fuck you” we will still call ourselves fans even if we have no idea that you are family or who plays what or if we know all your names, birth dates, siblings, cousins, bodyguards, aunts and uncles step brothers, mothers, sisters, fathers, girlfriends, etc.
This you cannot control much like you cannot control how 100k festival goers who stood out in the rain all day to see you, react to your performance. That should say enough. That alone deserves an encore.
We all know how grueling touring must be. I know I couldn’t handle the travel at all, but you know what, suck it up man, you’re “the fucking Kings of Leon” for God’s sake.
