Still horn-y after all these years.

Friday evening was wild. Actually, the whole day felt heavy with anticipation. Like things were going to happen. Sure enough... It began when I stepped onto the front porch at 5:30 for my morning walk. The air was pungent with the earthy aroma of rain. Which was odd, given that there wasn't a cloud in … Continue reading Still horn-y after all these years.

Dogs and Pigs

We went to an anti-Trump rally disguised as a rock concert Saturday night. And it was great. Even casual Pink Floyd fans should know that Roger Waters is one of the most political and outspoken musicians in the business. When he performed "Money" and the video screen behind the stage cut to photos of Trump … Continue reading Dogs and Pigs

Hits 52!

Last night, we added another great classic rock concert to our ever-expanding list when we saw The Who (finally) rock Portland's Moda Center for their Hits 50! tour. It's actually now been 52 years, making the fact that Roger Daltrey and Pete Townshend were even able to walk onstage unassisted even more impressive. I'm glad … Continue reading Hits 52!

FOOls in the Rain

Some people claim that rock 'n roll is dead. I disagree. Because yesterday morning, we stood in a line hundreds deep for Foo Fighters tickets. In the cold rain and wind. For three hours. For a concert that is ten months away. We must really like you, Dave Grohl. The Foo Fighters have long been one of … Continue reading FOOls in the Rain

She’s a Good Girl, Crazy ‘Bout Elvis

And, I can cross another name off my rock 'n roll bucket list.When Tara moved here in 2012 and we started going to concerts, I named three classic rock artists I wanted to see before I died: Bruce Springsteen, Bob Seger, and Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers. All were long-time favorites of mine, and their music entertained … Continue reading She’s a Good Girl, Crazy ‘Bout Elvis

Mother of all Encores

Tara and I have been to a lot of concerts over the past year, but I am convinced that few moments can rival that which we experienced Friday evening. There we were, on the lawn of the horribly-named Sleep Country Amphitheater (I know corporate sponsorship is all the rage, but really?!), a nearly full moon … Continue reading Mother of all Encores