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Just saw Aerosmith/Lenny Kravitz.
$55.00 for an 1:15 of Lenny and 2:00 of Aerosmith. Good deal.
Earlier today I remembered that Aerosmith was playing tonight. I had heard that they were having trouble selling tickets, so I thought that I could try and snag some tickets. I invited the roomie, who was interested, but ultimately decided not to go. Ben decided that he'd rather go to the Dunster happy hour. Josh had a party that he wanted to go to. I called up a friend from High School who works in the city, but he was getting out of work too late. At this point I said "fuck it" and just went down myself. Frankly, I wasn't really interested in trying to scrounge up someone else to go with (and it was about an hour and a half before the show, so I didn't have much time) and frankly I wasn't interested in the other options, sitting in my room playing online poker or drinking cheap alcohol at Happy Hour with Ben and company.
So, I headed down to the TB Banknorth Garden (AKA the Fleet Center) and found, to my delight, that they were selling tickets. The seat was literally the worst seat in the house. Very last row, directly behind the stage. I bought it.
Once house lights went down, I moved to a good seat and remained there for all of Lenny's set, then got kicked out by the person who had actually paid for the seat. I went to a couple of spots where people were standing, watching the show, and got kicked out a couple of times until I finally found a good seat that was actually free (front row, balcony, right of the stage), where I plopped down and enjoyed the concert.
Aerosmith were very good. Second best show I've seen. Nothing has topped the Stones yet, though. Lenny Kravitz didn't suck as much as I thought he would. Strong set, pretty good retro-rock/funk, not amazing, but solid. Aerosmith, though. Steven Tyler can still hit the high notes (although his voice cracked and he started laughing during one particularly high screech), and Joe Perry was in fine form. I dug most of the stage antics (extra points to Joe Perry for putting his guitar on the ground, tearing off his shirt, and wailing on the guitar with said shirt; great musicianship it may not have been, but it was undoubtedly badass), and the band seemed to be in fine form. No major slip-ups, and I felt my face starting to melt during a few of Perry's solos.
Great show...but the Stones are still on top.
You know, something like this reminds me how great it is to live in the city. There are amazing things happening all the time and they're all just a T-ride away. Next weekend is Harvard/Yale, and the weekend after that has about fifteen tests/papers involved, but the next weekend that I have free (God only knows when that will actually turn out to be) I'm going to hit up a play or a museum. I'll tell you this much, it'll be better than going to a cramped party in somebody's room (which is, unfortunately, de rigueur at Harvard).
$55.00 for an 1:15 of Lenny and 2:00 of Aerosmith. Good deal.
Earlier today I remembered that Aerosmith was playing tonight. I had heard that they were having trouble selling tickets, so I thought that I could try and snag some tickets. I invited the roomie, who was interested, but ultimately decided not to go. Ben decided that he'd rather go to the Dunster happy hour. Josh had a party that he wanted to go to. I called up a friend from High School who works in the city, but he was getting out of work too late. At this point I said "fuck it" and just went down myself. Frankly, I wasn't really interested in trying to scrounge up someone else to go with (and it was about an hour and a half before the show, so I didn't have much time) and frankly I wasn't interested in the other options, sitting in my room playing online poker or drinking cheap alcohol at Happy Hour with Ben and company.
So, I headed down to the TB Banknorth Garden (AKA the Fleet Center) and found, to my delight, that they were selling tickets. The seat was literally the worst seat in the house. Very last row, directly behind the stage. I bought it.
Once house lights went down, I moved to a good seat and remained there for all of Lenny's set, then got kicked out by the person who had actually paid for the seat. I went to a couple of spots where people were standing, watching the show, and got kicked out a couple of times until I finally found a good seat that was actually free (front row, balcony, right of the stage), where I plopped down and enjoyed the concert.
Aerosmith were very good. Second best show I've seen. Nothing has topped the Stones yet, though. Lenny Kravitz didn't suck as much as I thought he would. Strong set, pretty good retro-rock/funk, not amazing, but solid. Aerosmith, though. Steven Tyler can still hit the high notes (although his voice cracked and he started laughing during one particularly high screech), and Joe Perry was in fine form. I dug most of the stage antics (extra points to Joe Perry for putting his guitar on the ground, tearing off his shirt, and wailing on the guitar with said shirt; great musicianship it may not have been, but it was undoubtedly badass), and the band seemed to be in fine form. No major slip-ups, and I felt my face starting to melt during a few of Perry's solos.
Great show...but the Stones are still on top.
You know, something like this reminds me how great it is to live in the city. There are amazing things happening all the time and they're all just a T-ride away. Next weekend is Harvard/Yale, and the weekend after that has about fifteen tests/papers involved, but the next weekend that I have free (God only knows when that will actually turn out to be) I'm going to hit up a play or a museum. I'll tell you this much, it'll be better than going to a cramped party in somebody's room (which is, unfortunately, de rigueur at Harvard).