Rock On.

A little bit before Christmas, I took SD and her best friend to a rock concert.  This is them chilling in their chucks in between bands.


It was beyond fantastic.

My first concert was pretty epic- Michael Jackson Thriller world premier with my friend Alynda.  And that was just the tip of an awesome concert iceberg.  I have seen some great concerts.  I used to scream like a lunatic at Cake concerts – so much screaming that people backed away.  I don’t do that anymore.  But I still love concerts

I don’t like being out past my bedtime, parking and driving downtown, being around drunk people, or not being able to sit down.  But I do all of those things fairly regularly (for someone my age) for those awesome moments in concerts – when all the people sing to a loved song performed live.  An awesome high.  And last year I found a friend who likes the same music as me and is almost always game.

.My SD has similar taste in music – I am Wilco, she is Green Day – but fairly similar.  I have wanted to take her to a concert for a long time.  But we live in Kansas City and good bands come to Kansas City on Tuesday nights, if they come at all.

And then all of a sudden the The Cold War Kids (LOVE them!) were playing on a Friday night.  I scooped up 4 tickets and got excited.  (There were other bands – ones I didn’t know).

It was everything I hoped it would be.  Definitely one of the best nights of my life because I got to give these two awesome girls the gift of their first rock concert.  Their first time seeing how dumb drunk people can get.  Their first time singing at the top of their lungs to a song they love with hundreds of other people.  Their first time seeing an encore.  (I LOVED explaining encores.)

The featured band (Cage the Elephant) performed an encore and the lead signer took off his shirt.  My SD’s friend went CRAZY.  She kept saying “He doesn’t have a shirt on.”  Hilarious.

I loved that night.  Rock on.

Published by ghrn

Wife, stepmom, corporate grunt, quilter, liberal, dork

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