Sweatin' to the Oldies

We went to a concert last night. A "Classic Rock" concert a/k/a Older People Playing and Older People Listening to Old Music. This was an all afternoon music festival with 5 bands playing.

The bands were surprisingly good. By that, I mean, they still sounded recognizable. The surprise of the evening? Night Ranger. They did a great job. Styx brought the house out of their wheelchairs, I mean, to their feet and Boston was the kicker. The only reason I was there? To see Alan Parsons Project. They did not disappoint.

Here were a few of my observations:

1. A prevalence of earplugs. I was in a reserve box and didn't find the music THAT loud.

2. A prevalence of nerds....with $$$. I felt a bit of a statement was being made by some with their Rockport sandals and Tommy Bahama shirts - "I wasn't cool enough to go to a concert when I was in high school, but I can afford to buy cool now."

3. People bringing their kids. I did not begrudge the ones who brought 16-18 year olds but the ones who brought their 8 and 9 year olds? What the hell? Do you people not have any friends you could have invited along?

4. An astounding number of 50 year olds playing the air guitar. It was pretty funny but quite humiliating for the ones who brought their kids.

You can see by the picture that the dude in front of me was sporting the "do" of the day. Male Pattern Baldness.