i am not simon metz. i am not moe berg. however, i am probably tired as you read this.

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Queensryche, Too

last night, thanks to surprisingly light traffic on the 101, mrs. b and i broke a very important rule of going to concerts:

you don't need to sit through the opening act

just show up an hour after the time on the ticket - or to be extra safe, call the place where the concert is being held and ask what time the headliner is going on.

unfortunately, i learned this rule rather late on my concert-going timeline - and sometimes it makes me mad.


i could have spent a lot less of my teenage years watching dokken perform. that's time i'm never going to get back.

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