From the gorilla position (that’s when we’re pissing our pants) to the stage, where a magical audience vanished just as magically into the thick haze of the smoke machine, to the tears of pure joy—the greatest compliment an artist can receive.
Thank you, dear Donna and Mike, for an unforgettable weekend that will resonate for a long time.
And thank you, everyone who attended Corrosion Fest!
