Right after I graduated college I made a list of "things I have to do before my life is over." Apparently this is now called a Bucket List but I didn't know that at the time. Anyway, my list was rather ridiculous -- I remember one item being "hop into a cab and yell 'follow that car!' " -- and most of it is lost somewhere deep in my memory.
One bit always stood out, though: see Pearl Jam live in concert. For a while this seemed impossible; they used to sell out in like 9 seconds and charge $80 for it. Things have changed over the years and finally tonight I was able to see them.
And...it was awesome. So awesome. I'm too tired and cold to go into much detail (Clark County Amphitheater is what I'd affectionately call "sneaky freezing") but I'll just try to give you this image: lawn seats, a crisp clear sky overhead, stars out, the moon shining brightly as the first few notes of "Black" (one of my all-time favorite songs) are strummed. And Eddie's singing out about all five horizons revolving around the sun, and in that crisp clear sky I see a shooting star. No joke. It was that kind of night. Awesome, awesome show. Only way it could have been better would have been if I had worn a warm pair of socks.
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