ZZ TOP PLAY BULGARIA

ZZ Top is sort of like Communism. Apparently theres about eight million of their fans out there but you cant really tell who they are and it can make you feel a little weird. I mean, chances are probably something like one in three that your next door neighbor is a ZZ Top fan. So how come he never mentioned it? Is he ashamed? Is he afraid? You see what Im talking about. It sounds like the Commies.

Know your enemy, I always say (though in this case Id think that ZZ is my friend if they are anything), and with that in mind I journey to Philadelphia. The ride down is pleasant enough, despite the fact that the early departure time has caused me to miss enough sleep so that I am fundamentally reptilian. I even listen as the groups publicist relentlessly talks billboard-sized facts (and apparently they are facts, though how come Id never heard of any of this shit before) about the band. To wit: