Van Halen Makes Women Named Jamie Cry; Millions Rocked.

Alright, these guys are out on tour, playing stadiums, seat going for as high as 700 dollars a pop in some places, crazy expensive, sure, but when will you have the chance to watch a really really old David Lee Roth croak his way through the Van Halen back catalog, his hairpiece flapping around like the lid on a tea ketle. Or hurting himself, as he did on a recent concert on The Kimmel show, where he smacked a mic stand in his shnoze, requiring something like sixteen stitches. The band sounded pretty great though, especially Eddie Van Halen, who now vaguely resembles Bob Seger's little brother and whose guitar playing remains amazing and effortless. Just like in the old days.

Back then, ripping out of Anaheim, Van Halen unleashed their debut album, a record against which all subsequent releases would be judged and found wanting. Nobody...NOBODY played guitar like Edward Van Halen. And who was this loud mouthed, crazy witty shouter passing as their front man? The album made a crater in the rock landscape the size of the one that killed the dinosaurs, ironically enough. Front to back, Van Halen, their first album, is off the charts amazing, even the bit where Dave starts bragging about putting his banana in Dixie cups. And this song is one of my favorites, on an album where every song is my...favorite. Now please to behold your-

  -K-101.7 SONG OF THE DAY!

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