The Morning After
Groggy and Achy and Awesome and AC/DC
Good morning to all those old dads who take their kids to see legacy bands and wake up the next morning feeling like you were hit by a train! We salute you today with a quick pic drop of yesterday’s utterly epic, all-day, AC/DC adventure.
In the days ahead, my guess is that I’ll have a multiple part travel log and videos about the experience, which included: Little Bean making friends with boot-leggers to get cool, cheap-o merch, a downpour in the middle of Thunderstruck, Nacho Chicken straight out of a Frito Chips bag, the wind blowing the confettii explosion directly over our heads, 12 cannons, and a guy we’ve named the ANGUS!!! MAN because in between every song he’d shout AAAAAAANGUS!
Oh, did I mention that our battery died as well? Nothing like 1am in a Gillette parking lot with a dead battery. You won’t be surprised to learn that this, also, turned into a hilarious story. We’ll have all that.
For now, this is about my little girl and me, our ears ringing, hungry and foot sore, wet and full of nachos and popcorn, there with 60,000 family as a little, ferocious man with white hair burns our connection even deeper through powers chords that make our hearts beat and our eyes water. We have been cleansed in the fire. We’re glad you’re here for the ride with us!
I look forward to reading about the experience in greater detail!
Kind of reminds me of the Who concert, promoting their Quadrophenia album and movie, I went to at the Philadelphia Spectrum in 1979, when I was a freshman in college. It was general admission - a week following a major trampling incident at a Who concert, also general admission, in Cincinatti - and my friend and I managed, without much resistance, to get up front, pretty close to the stage. As you might imagine, the Who performed at about 1 million decibels, and I was standing up close and directly perpendicular to Pete Townsend on his guitar. Needless to say, I don't think I could hear anything for close to a week.
Related to this same subject, I'm currently reading a book, for mindless enjoyment, by John Densmore (drummer for The Doors) called "Riders on the Storm".
Sometimes, we all need to escape!
I can tell this story is gonna be EPIC!