I knew that guitar riff from Minsk, the rather cool new song from Concerto for Constantine, reminded me of something. After a bit of head-scratching, my brain started sending forth images of a shirtless man, undulating wildly, with his arms outstretched Jesus-style and a super-group band behind him valiantly pretending that they’re not a wee bit mortified… Ah yes, here we are… Speaking of which, RIP the latest incarnation of Velvet Revolver…
