Oh yeah I remember now, I just got back from the Palace to see Bruce Springsteen and The E Street Band live in concert. Seriously?
It could be the kessler, it could be the lack of oxygen, it could be the hotdog i scarfed down in a desperate attempt to return to my spot in the pit. I can't remember. I really have no idea what's going on. But i'm pretty sure I just experienced the best live musical experience of my life.
I'll start from the beginning.
This morning I crawled out of my bed around 11 am, getting a head start on what I imagined would be a normal day at my parent's house in Northville, MI. I was excited to drink coffee and go to the library to rent some dvds. Heck, maybe I would remember to watch seinfeld on TBS at 5 and 5:30. I didn't want to get ahead of myself, so I decided to drink my coffee while browsing the internet for mild amusement on such popular websites like facebook.com and youtube.
After deleting a bunch of spam emails and finding no legitimate job offers in my gmail inbox, I decided it was time to see what the ufckers were up to, and to see what my michigan buddies were up to. At around 12:30ish something, I stumbled across a post from Zach Shoup that said something to the effect in which he was offering an extra ticket to this evening's live concert of Bruce Springsteen and the E Street. What? After re-reading the post five or six times, I realized that God decided to throw me a cookie and I quickly/awkwardly responded to Zach's offer. Three hours later, I was on the road with Shoup.
The experience is all too surreal for me because i thought i was past the stage in my life when random awesome things would land in my lamp. I've been to plenty of rock out concerts, I once tripped my balls in Amsterdam, I've watched INLAND EMPIRE about eight times, and i threw up in front of a girl once at frat house party while slicking back my hair in an effort to continue conversation.
"IS THERE ANYBODY ALIVE OUT THERE?!"
ahhhhh good god watching the entire band walk on stage is as surreal as it sounds. the novelty didn't die until, oh i guess it didn't. The set's opener Radio Nowhere was so cool. The momentum and energy was set for an unforgettable evening. Although I'm not familiar with his new material, it was pretty easy to rock out and sing along. Did I mention we were like 4 rows back from the front stage? Did I mention that little four year old kid who requested Ramrod and the band played it even though they hadn't played the song in like five years?! What about when they played Born to Run?? God!
I figured all the rock n roll moments in life were reserved for all the Kyle Funks out there; I mean what right do I have in experiencing such an honorable, historical rock concert such as the one I witnessed tonight? Well, I'm proud to say I did. It was so awesome. Bruce is the man; i think he was the most energetic person in the entire stadium and i am at a loss of words to describe how special it is to see something like that.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to find that little kid who got Max's drum sticks. Oh Sandy....
Did i mention his ass looks amazing?! This dude looks great for being a rock n roll legend.
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