Today, I recollect on Ozzfest 2006. Great year for me. I saw Hatebreed (for the third time, still amazing), The Red Chord, Black Label Society, Bad Acid Trip, Between The Buried and Me and Bleeding Through (for the second time). On top of that amazing line up, I saw Walls of Jericho. I had heard of WoJ before, but hadn’t heard much of their music. Seeing them play, I was blown away by Candace Kucsulain’s vocals (and she is beautiful on top of that) and the musicianship of the entire band. Their whole show went awesome. By the time “Trigger Full of Promises” ended their set, I was a fan. I wanted to meet Candace and tell her how awesome I thought the band was. I saw her leave the stage with a man (I guessed her significant other?) and head into to the crowded merch stands area. I followed behind her for quite a while, Sharpie in hand. I wanted to at least get her autograph. About the time she ducked into the bathroom, I figured it was a lost cause. I went back and watched the rest of the show. I still wish I would have caught Candace, just to let her know how gnarly she was. But, oh well.