How I met Rob Zombie
He was in my hometown on my birhday, I had gone out the night before, and was VERY hungover (bad, cause it was aound 8 o’clock the following night.) Anyhow, I was down on the floor level with all the people moshing, and I was almost dragged in. So, I took my eyes off the stage long enough to navigate to the side of the stage, where no one was. I looked onstage and he was gone. For some reason, I turned around, and he was THERE. He was looking at me. I wasn’t sure it was actually happening, so I reached out and touched him as a mob of people rushed him. He then ran back onstage. So, it wasn’t a formal meeting, but it’ll suffice.
