The feeling I will have in my stomach when Hello Tomorrow is setting up their equipment is the same feeling I have when I see a wrestler on the top rope. It’s kinda like when I hear “Vertical Blinding†I start screaming as if Sting is on the top rope smacking the sweat off his chest preparing for the Stinger Splash. The only problem is that in the last year Hello Tomorrow “broke up.†That to me is kind of like when Sting went from Tropical Colors to black. I had the same sad feeling I had in my stomach when I was 13. The best thing that can happen Thursday night is that I reenact everything good from my childhood, jump on stage with Hello Tomorrow and do my best Flyin Brian impression and dive off of the stage into the arms of 500 adoring fans.
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