Crowd was roaring, we got close enough to score a hi-five from the lead guy--which I managed. Although a few crowd surfers once planted up on stage were then pushed back off by security it was pretty hilarious to see the girls all excited and grabbing at his leg and steeling the drumsticks out of his hands.
Another funny thing was my age was not even questionable--managed to get a wrist band; although Kenny suffered difficulty in this area. The not shaving for a week trick didn't seem to do him any justice, although in the end it didnt matter we got him in writstband and all; thanks to Karen's angry Spanish aruging skills.
Good night, can't wait to find a music soul mate.

























