There is so much to blog about. The crowd was very young, or at least it seemed like it. TGUK played some old skool songs so it was great! I couldn't believe the venue, it was soo up close and personal. It's weird going to a show by yourself. It only made me appreciate even more my commrades from back home. This was a normal pass time, attending a show, running around like a school of fish in the pit, singing along and throwing shit (usually water bottles, or a sample cassette tape) at the band playing. Unfortunately all of the people at the venue were lame, they didn't pit, they didn't throw shit, everyone more or less just bobbed their heads and sang along...but even at that; most people weren't singing. Kind of sucks. Nothing like a show in LA, but despite lacking the experience I used to get in LA....it was original enough...so I deem it simply a show in SF. I think what made it more apparent that I'm becomming an old man is the fact that after the show all of these people were in their own heards of friends going back to their cars to go home. I could over hear them all excited about the show they just attended. We used to hit up In and Out after almost every show, or Denny's. That's what we did. So I'd hear all of these "kids" (whoa i'm calling them "kids")....err people just being so happy and alive. It just sent me back to almost every moment I experienced with my "heard" of friends after every show. Playing hacky sack, talking the shit (we used to do that). As I weaved between heards I'd hear something that they would say that I could totally relate to. Wanting to say oh ya that was awesome, blah blah. Nope no one to mention that to, as I hurrily made it to my car, and drove home. But the music was great. The music will always be great, even after the artists, my friends, and myself are long gone. It will be our mark in time, I'm sure i'll be listening to this music if I ever decide to have children, and they'll look at me the way I look at my parents when they listen and talk about John Denver, or James Taylor. Music signifys a period in time for most of us, unless you play classical music and are hooked on jazz i'm sure even that has some significance. In a time period for ones life. All in all I guess what could definitely be determined is the fact that I miss "what was." And everytime I experience something that reminds me of "what was," I can't help but let my minds wonder and think about those times. We had a long run, so long that it's length in time was good enough for a repretable tv series. My experiences with my "heard" of friends are better than any article I own, or almost anyother experience i've ever had. If any of you guys read this shit, I'm glad it was with you, and you have to know who you are! I'm sure we'll have some simlar times one day, I just wish it was more frequent, and definitely wished I knew when it would happen again so I can anxiously look forward to it.
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