“Do I frighten you?” “No…” “Do you want me to?” And that’s what love was, in the time… of rock . A time when men were men. Long of hair, tight of pants, they’d stand shirtless back-to-back and wail their guitars into the screaming night sky, calling the Devil and chicks in equal measure. Actually, it was probably more about the chicks looking back at it. The above quote … Continue reading Rock on/ David Guetta is a jerk