Believe it or not, seeing Incubus wasn’t the only thing I did in Las Vegas last weekend. There’s a Monet exhibit at the Bellagio, and although impressionism isn’t exactly my favorite cup of tea, art is a lot like Incubus - easier to appreciate when you see it in person.
Now help me out here Incufans, because you’re the only ones who understand me. Do I have a one track mind? Is it because I have Brandon Boyd on the brain, or is this painting just a teensy bit erotic?