Rob is my favorite song writer. Cliche or trite as that might sound, it’s true. I have never lived with another musician, so I’m sure a little bias lurks somewhere in my statement, but I know passion when I see it, and passion is what I see- and often feel- when he sits down to play on his guitar. Sometimes, when my day has been especially draining, he will play for me until I fall asleep- a little something he’s done for me since I was a teenager. Something he’ll do for me ’til I’m old and gray.

Last Thursday night Rob’s band, Franky Moonlight, played the Big Bop downtown (Queen/Bathurst Sts.) because it’s being turned into a lame furniture store at the end of the month. Decades of history shutting down just. like. that. The Bop stage has been stomped, sweated and played on by bands like At the Drive In, Refused, and the Misfits over the last 30 years. Looks like 30 is a big deal, after all.

I’m so glad Rob was able to play the Bop’s Kathedral stage one last time. He rocked out. As always.

-photos taken by Mark Rabo