Onwards and upwards I say—towards that ninth crescendo, the sweat soaked shirt, the fighting duets at the top of the mountain, and one ball-bursting climax after another. These are the homes of my main man, Meat.

And so we continue, down Meat Street as it were… and man, I’m learning too. It’s a fucking incredible journey. Check this shit out (from Wikipedia):

While (in Texas) Meat was called in for an Army physical which he tried to fail by gaining sixty-eight pounds in four and a half weeks. They determined that he was fit despite being colour blind, having a trick shoulder and being very concussion prone; he has had 17 of them from allowing a Volkswagen to roll over his head on a dare, which garnered him the nickname Meat Loaf when a friend who was present remarked afterward he must have “meatloaf for brains”.)

I’m fucking speechless. Can you believe this? Meat PURPOSELY TRIED TO GAIN 68 POUNDS IN FOUR AND A HALF WEEKS!

HE LET A VOLKSWAGON ROLL OVER HIS FUCKING HEAD ON A DARE!

Jesus. This is incredible. Meat Loaf is more badass than I thought. We’re getting dangerously close to the realm of hero… I might have to go own down to Powell’s and pick up the autobiography. Meat Week may just turn into Meat Month… or at least Meat Fortnight.

There’s so much more to tell, and yes, for me to discover. But it’ll have to wait until tomorrow, as MEAT WEEK continues.

But of course, it would be wrong to leave you without a song. So here’s one from the 37 Million strong Bat Out of Hell. The track is called “You Took The Words Right Out Of My Mouth (Hot Summer Night)”. And for those of you who are wondering, that crazy dialogue IS indeed on the record as well. Could that be the first rock skit? That would make Meat an influence on hip hop as well… Jesus… this thing just won’t stop.