Last night, we got a rare treat: a free night in the city, just The Boss and I! We were given free tickets to see Genesis in concert at the Wachovia stadium. Earlier on Wednesday, The Boss went to breakfast with a friend who'd been to the same concert the night before and totally primed the pump for our expectations. And we weren't disappointed! It was a great night of music and fun. They put on an awesome show. The best portion of the actual show for me was the dueling drums and when they sang "Throwin' It All Away." I'd forgotten how much I loved that song - it should have made my top 5 list a couple weeks ago when I first mentioned the concert. They did a great job of audience interaction and mixing up tunes from the band's history. There were even some great montages of the band through the years. That was a fun treat - to see all the different members in their various eras of bad hair days!
But the best part of the whole night for me was the people watching that The Boss and I got to indulge in. What is it about a concert like this that makes people drag out their bad jeans and shiny shirts and ridiculous hair styles for the evening? Or worse yet, do these people not recognize that 20+ years have passed and jeans up past your belly button are sooooo over?? We had a blast watching the styles and the "looks" pass us by all night - we kept leaning over to each other to say things like, "Hey, I had a shirt just like that in junior high!" Or "I wonder what ever happened to my moon boots," or better yet, "Do they still sell hair spray that makes your hair DO that?!" It was a riot, all in good clean fun, to walk down memory lane (albeit vicariously!) with The Boss.
I'm still trying to recover from the late night today - after I spent most of last night trying to recover from my rough day yesterday. I'd gone for a yearly physical scheduled for mid-morning, got lost on the way, had to reschedule for later that a.m., and couldn't eat anything because of some fasting blood work they wanted to run. I was so run down and worn out from fasting till 1 p.m. that I had a headache till we pulled into the parking lot. And boy, was I hungry! Even after eating a healthy (late!) lunch, a large snack and a large coffee, I INHALED dinner at the club box buffet! The Boss said something about it not being the best food he's ever eaten at a club box, but I didn't even notice. I was too busy scarfing down my plate and part of his! I don't think I've ever eaten a plateful of food so quickly. So today, Baby Blue Eyes and I are in low gear, just hanging out and catching up with each other and the house. I'm humming "Land Of Confusion" as I type and thinking fondly of the 80's and my big hair days. . .
But the best part of the whole night for me was the people watching that The Boss and I got to indulge in. What is it about a concert like this that makes people drag out their bad jeans and shiny shirts and ridiculous hair styles for the evening? Or worse yet, do these people not recognize that 20+ years have passed and jeans up past your belly button are sooooo over?? We had a blast watching the styles and the "looks" pass us by all night - we kept leaning over to each other to say things like, "Hey, I had a shirt just like that in junior high!" Or "I wonder what ever happened to my moon boots," or better yet, "Do they still sell hair spray that makes your hair DO that?!" It was a riot, all in good clean fun, to walk down memory lane (albeit vicariously!) with The Boss.
I'm still trying to recover from the late night today - after I spent most of last night trying to recover from my rough day yesterday. I'd gone for a yearly physical scheduled for mid-morning, got lost on the way, had to reschedule for later that a.m., and couldn't eat anything because of some fasting blood work they wanted to run. I was so run down and worn out from fasting till 1 p.m. that I had a headache till we pulled into the parking lot. And boy, was I hungry! Even after eating a healthy (late!) lunch, a large snack and a large coffee, I INHALED dinner at the club box buffet! The Boss said something about it not being the best food he's ever eaten at a club box, but I didn't even notice. I was too busy scarfing down my plate and part of his! I don't think I've ever eaten a plateful of food so quickly. So today, Baby Blue Eyes and I are in low gear, just hanging out and catching up with each other and the house. I'm humming "Land Of Confusion" as I type and thinking fondly of the 80's and my big hair days. . .
2 comments:
You're so lucky! I love Genesis!
Genesis is so OLLLLDDDDD! :)
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