I’m no choir boy but walking past intense face/body paint, clothes made of bone and black leather, and sidelong glances from the folks in all this armor just to enter the venue was more than I bargained for. And at the center of it all, like a mad, gothic ring-leader was Raymond Watts.

Don’t let the aesthetics fool you.

Raymond Watts’ second best-kept secret is how nice he actually is. After the show, amidst a horde of undead fans, he took the time to have a lovely chat with me ranging from how the tour was going, to our shared experiences at this venue.

I definitely had a thoroughly good time and can’t wait until the next time Raymond brings PIG to the sunshine state. Perhaps I’ll get working on an outfit to blend in a little more next time.

~ Kevin Schoeppler