Maroon 5 concert last Friday: okay, but the 4th time seeing the band gets a little old. I didn't think it would, but hey it was still an evening out with Sacramento's finest, er, sluttiest. Oh and another story to add to my naive folder, as soon as the concert starts, I smell a faint road-kill ish type of smell, and Kenny says, "I smell pot!" Duh
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