Every year, I consider seeing Dave Matthews in concert. This time it would be with Tim Reynolds. Glorious! That would be awesome… And, just like every other year, life gets in the ways. This time his performance is on my kids’ last full day of school. Come on!
Deep breath.
Okay, maybe next year… maybe next year…
My wife has this way of internally rolling her eyes, when she doesn’t want me to see she is rolling her eyes…. Yet, I still know she is doing it and she knows I know.
A lot of this eye rolling has been occurring because of another man. Well, technically, a band of them. For the last year I’ve regained my obsession with Dave Matthews Band and their music. The funny thing is this obsession was rekindled after a bad concert.
Yes, Dave Matthews Band is known for their amazing live performances, but my complaint was not with them. This guilt is all on the shoulders of the audience around me. During the show I almost wondered if my annoyance was because I am older and this is not a thing anymore (and really concert going can take a lot of energy). Nah. This ain’t on my shoulders. Honestly, the…
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