I'm Going To See Rob Zombie

For those of you who don't know, this is the gentleman in question.

My brother said to me the other day, "you know, I don't think there are too many Women's Studies professors who would go to a Rob Zombie concert. You're kind of unusual."

Maybe. I'm not actually a huge fan or anything - you certainly won't catch me seeing any of his films. But it's not because I fear he will be misogynist (though it wouldn't surprise me if he were); it's because I am not a gorehound.

The music is another story. Driving back from Pierre, my friend played a few tracks from his Past, Present, and Future CD. I almost never like anything I hear the first time, but after hearing "Girl on Fire," I liked it so much that I asked her to play it again.

But mostly, I'm going because all of the freaks and weirdos - my "peeps," if you will, even if I don't do the freak thing anymore - will be there. I'm going because it will feel good to walk on the dark side for a little while.