I hope they come with their pickets and messages of hate and encounter a massive horde of Slayer fans when they get there. And then, when the counterprotest begins, I hope the cops turn a blind eye and let the Slayer fans do what they will.
I spent this weekend bouncing breathlessly to every moment of Band From TV's three concerts at Niagara Falls' Fallsview Resort and Casino. Nestled among a bevy of international hardcore fans I realized that BFTV shows are actually an exercise in universal love.
Music takes my breath away. That's not an expression. It actually takes my breath away. I've given it a direct line to my beating heart and when I hear a magical song, it feels like my chest is being cracked open -- ice cubes popped quickly out of a plastic freezer tray.
Perhaps Jefferson Airplane's "Surrealistic Pillow" will remain the anthem of the Summer of Love, but it does not contain the whole arc -- its successors are two other tantalizing pieces of a story that can never truly be told in retrospect.
Ever since Cat Stevens embraced Islam, the West has been clueless when it comes to accepting the former superstar. His latest release, Roadsinger, is a good start in rebuilding that emotional bridge to Stevens.