Tonight at Mohegan Sun Arena, it’s nice being reminded that playing big rooms isn’t a new normal, but rather an enormous privilege. Doing our thing in front of so many bewildered faces will never get old.

After every tour with my Al Stone family, the feeling’s a little bittersweet, but I hope we keep confusing day drinking NPR enthusiasts for a long time yet.

Now, to scribble my name surreptitiously under Def Leppard’s and prolong my rockstar fantasy just a little longer, reality’s inconvenient, persistent hum growing ever louder…