Just to post a quick update on this entry, Guns and Roses are back, officially. They performed yesterday at a small venue in LA. According to this BBC report, it was only in front of 500 people, but comes ahead of a tour next month. That spurs my hopes that they might play in london one day in the next few years. If they do, I’ll be there.

I must admit I got into Guns and Roses rather late: the guys with Muscular Dystrophy, moody and adolescent, were into them, but it was only after they had grown out of them that I started listening to tracks like Paradise City. Thus I came to them quite late, although once I did, Guns and Roses quickly became one of my favourite groups. They still are, and the growing possibility of seeing them live has me very excited. After all, while part of me knows I shouldn’t get my hopes up, my experience has taught me never to dismiss any possibility. As I see it, if I can watch Monty Python perform or shake hands with sir Patrick Stewart, anything else is possible, including watching one of the most awesome bands ever.