I'm back at DFW again, en route to Nashville from Napa, tired but not delirious post-BottleRock, having enjoyed many a glass of fermented grape juice but keeping things disappointingly PG. Being a sensible young man in his 30's makes for lack-luster newsletter reading, and a festival recap can wait 'til my fragile soul's enjoyed eight hours sleep. So, instead, here's a shot of my man crush Brandon Flowers - the Killers are festival mainstays and headlined BottleRock the day before we arrived. That suit, ladies and gentlemen. I have lots to learn about rock stardom. Step 1 - garish trousers. Really, that should be Step 1 for anything.