This is awesome. She rocks the house. She’s exactly who’d I picture rocking this song. I totally expected her to play this. She’s got it going on. The hat. The scarf. The seventies era progressive rock. But what’s up with the flowers? They’re creeping me out a bit.

Steve Walsh is rolling over in his grave. Actually, he’s probably at his castle on top of mountain playing his pipe organ and wearing a black cape, and can’t be bothered at the moment. But if he was paying attention, I’m pretty sure he’d fist pump a few times and do a handstand on his korg for old times sake. If you don’t know what the hell I’m talking about then, well, you’re not as old as me. Either that or you grew up listening to Abba and Olivia Newton John.

The audience doesn’t deserve to be watching her though, with that flaccid response. I’d be hollerin’, flicking my bic above my head, and passing around the spliff.

Rock the f#$k on, girl.