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foo fighters

Somehow the Foo Fighters have become my favorite band. I mean, I’ve always liked them, but never enough to buy their albums. A couple of years ago I finally picked up their greatest hits album, which I liked well enough.

A little while back, David Grohl formed Them Crooked Vultures with another of my faves, Josh Homme of Queens of the Stone Age, (and don’t forget John Paul Jones of Led Zeppelin). I really liked this band. It was kind of like QOTSA, but a little different. The next thing you know, the Foo Fighters released another album. One of the songs I kept hearing on the radio was reminiscent of Them Crooked Vultures, so I was into it. Then I heard another, and another, and I liked them all. So, I picked up the album and have been listening to it nonstop ever since.

The funny thing is whenever I hear old Foo Fighters songs on the radio, I like them even more than I did before. So, I’ll be purchasing all of those albums, too. I suppose this is a good thing because it’s slim pickings these days for good rock music.

I only regret that we didn’t go see them in Pittsburgh last month. But, surely that won’t be our last opportunity to see the band.