A couple of months ago I looked at Hub - gazed lovingly at him without a trace of The Stink Eye, I'm sure - and said, "We never go to concerts anymore."
It seems like we used to go to plays and musicals and concerts all the time...back in the days before we had a house and before he ran his own business and life was less complicated.
We could barely afford it back then, but we managed somehow, and it was awesome. We've seen some damn good shows - Elton John, John Mellencamp, KISS.
Yeah, that's a strange combo, no?
Anyway, as luck would have it, Hub and I were at a fundraiser about a month ago and won tickets to see Chicago in concert. I saw them decades ago and the band members were pretty old then. I can't imagine what they look like now. Hell, I don't care if the roadies wheel them out in iron lungs, I'll be there!
Then Wynton Marsalis and the Jazz at Lincoln Center Orchestra (JLCO) made a stop in Huntsville last week and we were lucky enough to be there.
It was a pretty damn good show even though Wynton (he let's me call him that) didn't play any solos. The second half of the show was a performance of original music composed by a member of the JLCO. Check it out: http://www.tednash.com/portrait.html
THEN, on Friday morning, I got an alert from Ticketmaster that Van Morrison - VAN THE MAN - is coming to Birmingham, Alabama in May!
The bad news? Tickets for the good seats cost $373.00. EACH. This does not include dinner with Van, cooked by Van and served on solid gold plates...by Van. Good Lord in Heaven.
The cheap seats went for $85 each - I bought tickets priced somewhere in the middle. But, hey, how many more American tours can Van have left in him? I'm fairly certain he passed away in 1982 and his manager had him stuffed, mounted and sent back out on tour.
Also, Hubster and I danced to "Have I Told You Lately" at our wedding...(cue the "awwwww")
THEN I found out Green Day tickets went on sale Saturday morning. I've been dying to see Green Day since Dookie.
Got tickets? Check!
Even though we're going to have to stand in the pit with 1,000 people half our age, I'm almost as excited to see Billie Joe Armstrong as I am to see Van.
Hey, Live Music! We're baa-aack!