I have a long tradition of barely missing epic concerts--Led Zeppelin here in SLC in 1973 and U2 here shortly after 9/11. I swore then that before I died I'd make it to a U2 concert.
And I could have. They were here at Rice-Eccles last night. Ken even asked if I wanted to go and I said . . . no. Because I didn't care that much anymore. I figured they'd just play a bunch of new crap anyway, and who's interested in that?
As it turned out, they played a lot of their classic stuff. I know this because I could stand out on my front porch in the Aves and listen, which I did for awhile. But then I went inside because I got bored. And then I went to bed wishing the concert was over already because it was just so loud.
Did you hear that? I was whining about how the loudness of a concert would affect my sleep. Oh, people. When did I get to be such a freaking old lady?
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I say next time go to the concert. I say this, admittedly, as a person who regularly whines about how much of a project it is to go, say, to Red Butte for the concert series. But then when I do go, I always have such a great time. And being old makes certain things so much sweeter, like seeing a band you've always wanted to see.
I have seen Bruce Springsteen and Prince and U2 in concert--all big life goals. Each of these concerts had its pleasures, and also its pains, but I am so glad I went. Even better were concerts I had few expectations for--seeing Chrissie Hynde and the Pretenders a couple of summers ago was so great, and I didn't really expect much--she was amazing. And she's older than you or me, missy. I am hereby challenging...myself! to go to some project of a concert. Old is for suckers.
LOL!
I hope you yelled at those punk kids to stay off your lawn while you were at it!
Hi. This is Becca. But Google/Blogger has me beaten and bloodied, and I can't log out my kid.
So here's what we say in our house (but mostly on our infrequent and painful forays into American Eagle: "If it's too loud, I'm too old."
I am too old for American Eagle. (But not yet for Bono.)
Since Sinatra isn't around anymore, I'm holding out for Michael Buble'. Now do you feel younger? rbs
I'm always like that about concerts. Love music. Hate it loud.
(Incidentally, I ended up in the middle of the U2 madness trying to get Sam to flag football yesterday. And DUDE.)
Guess I'm an old lady too.
Ah concerts....I loved them, I haven't been in such a long time because it is just so expensive, but I loved going.....of course it was a religious experience when I went to see Stevie Nicks....I should have been Stevie Nicks...but yet I was born kind of an Olga, big hands. When I saw her on Oprah not long ago it sounded like she lives alone in Malibu with a bunch of dogs. Still better than me....
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