When the Journey must end.

There is an end to everything my friends. Regretfully, with bad 70's(and 80's) music, it has yet to happen. My sister recently attended a Journey concert, much to my chagrin. She even went so far as leaving me a voicemail with them playing "Don't Stop Believin'" and her screaming the words at the top of her lungs. Why do they feel the need to replace all the g's in their song titles with apostrophes? I think it's compensation for what they are lacking(which happens not to be tight pants and unsightly bulges).

Who would have thought a bad jazz-fusion band could aspire to be an equally horrendous pop band to rival Boston and Foreigner? If you're a fan you might be asking yourself: With songs such as "Lovin', Touchin', Squeezin'" how can I be disappointed? 

Well, as evidenced by the following picture, they leave much to be desired. In fact, this picture pleades my case better than any rhetoric I can utter.

These men could only be considered cool in the late 70's-80's.

My point is: If your original lead singer is 10 years past a hip replacement surgery, maybe it's time to call it quits. Calm down hardcore fans, I am aware that Steve Perry wasn't the original singer, but he is very old and has a fake hip.