So, here I am...recovering from last nights Daughtry concert. It was my oldest first rock concert. I'm not sure how well she recieved the experience. She says she enjoyed herself, but she's not exactly a crowd person, so having 2k+ screaming fans wasn't her cup of tea. There was a point when Daughtry was getting ready to come out of the stage and everyone stood up and she said "What's this?" and I told her "Welcome to the concert"
I thought about my 11 year old. She's a music buff. I bet she would've been all WOOOO HOOOOOO and rock and rolll, and I love you fingers, and all that stuff. Even if we were in the back. However, I didn't take my 11 year old, it was Missy's 16th birthday present. She had to wait 2 months for it, and when asked her if it was worth the wait she said yes.
Waiting for the show to start in the back. It's a nice venue there. Ruth Eckerd Hall. There is not really a bad seat in the place. There are no obstructed views in the auditorium. I told Bill that we should start going to see concerts there. He's not a crowd person either. I'll be stuck (ha ha, stuck...right) taking the children to concerts.
I wonder if Matchbox 20 will be coming to town any time soon... Zsusanna would take me, she'd let me act like a fool and not say anything about it. She'd have to man the camera though.
So, it was a great experience. I enjoyed myself. Reminded me of how much I like concerts.
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