It had been a long time since I had been to a live show and an even longer time since I had been to a certifiable rock concert. The billboards went up this summer for The Black Keys and I somehow knew I had to go. It didn’t hurt the date of the concert was the day before our 8th wedding anniversary and that my wife had casually mentioned “it would be cool to go.”
I bought the tickets months ago as a surprise, so long ago in fact that I forgot about them from time-to-time and once I remembered them, I often had a brief moment of panic regarding their exact location in our child-torn house. I didn’t lose them though, booked Grandma to watch the kids, and we headed out Monday night.