I hate it when your musical heroes say the private part out loud, you know?
I think it was around the time that the pandemic was starting, I told Jen that my musical hero, Eric Clapton, had developed some neurological issues that affected his ability to play guitar and as a result I wanted to see him live one more time while I still could. Even if that meant traveling to see him, the way we used to travel to see Rush.

(have you finished the article?)
Now?
Fucking douche.