Heart
Heart is playing in the bay area the weekend after my birthday. I really really really really (times infinity) want to go, even though the prices are high. I'd be willing to spend that money if I had it. I don't have it though. Also, it doesn't look like there are many tickets left, so the show'll likely be sold out soon.
My mom suggested I ask my dad, because he likes Heart a lot too, and she thinks he'd spring the money for the concert if I asked. I find that hard to believe because he's such a tight ass he squeaks, also I hardly talk to him since I moved out and pretty much only when he or I need something from the other. I'd feel like a greedy manipulative bitch, but I really want to see these very talented ladies.
I've missed out on seeing almost everyone I've ever considered a favorite band of mine growing up because all I ever listened to was Classic Rock, bands who'd mostly broken up by the time I was born, or if they hadn't, they'd lost whatever spark they had or their ticket prices were competing with the cost of a diamond the size of a testicle. The only bands and artists I've seen live are the people Geoff took me to or put on shows for, and while I had fun at those shows, those people weren't my heroes. They weren't the people I grew up with, the people who influenced me. It's not the same.