• My heart rate was beginning to slow down to it's normal rate.
    As I stood there in front of the thousand-strong crowd below, I felt on top of the world.
    I could have flown, and there were no concrete boots with any hope of holding me down.
    I glanced to my left, over at Zakk, smirking at his triumphant grin. Then to my right, over at Austin, who was holding his guitar aloft, a god in his own right.

    I turn back to the crowd, I thank them for coming out, and for their support. I tease them with news of a new album in the works, telling them it will be the most amazing thing they'll ever have heard. The roar of approval says it all.

    It will be hours before my ears stop ringing, allowing me to sleep so I can be fresh for the next 4 or 5 thousand we play to...