Bob Rupp can't stop smiling. Behind his drum kit, flailing his arms wildly, he looks like he's either parking planes or simultaneously channeling the spirits of Keith Moon and Rikki Rockett. He's having the time of his life, and who can blame him? This is the second-to-last time he'll ever take the stage at Herman's Hideaway -- a room almost as legendary as he is, and a place where a lot of his memories live -- on his second-to-last night as a taxpaying... More >>>
Hair today, gone tomorrow (clockwise from bottom
left): Rupp (far left) with the Rumble, with Fear of
Sleep (far right) and with Vinyl Oyster (far left).