As if my life has not been exciting enough...Germany, Chicago for a soiree, learning to use Siri.
Last night Middle and Youngest and I ventured to NEW JERSEY to see Nine Inch Nails.
This was no mean feat as it involved: driving to work at 6:00am, parking across town, meeting both boys in the vicinity of the car at the end of the day, DRIVING TO NEW JERSEY, finding the venue, SPENDING A KING'S RANSOM TO PARK THE CAR AGAIN, finding the secret Friends Of NIN entrance to the venue, being frisked and then FINALLY sitting and waiting.
I have no complaints about the show.
I'd never seen them/him and love the music.
Middle had general admission tickets, on the floor, and scored a free beer from a sound technician.
Youngest and I were seated just to the right, about 30 feet from the stage.
Of course, I have some notes.
Mr. Reznor was wearing drop-crotch black pants, combat boots and a racer-back very long tank top.
Mr. Reznor has very nicely chiseled arms.
Mr. Reznor has a much softer speaking voice than I imagined.
Mr. Reznor cannot be much taller than 5'3" (I'm sure we can check this).
Mr. Reznor, sort of, dances like a girl.
This having been said, he is an amazing performer and thrilling to watch.
The lighting was extraordinary. A show all its own. I sat in awe for part of the concert.
My favorite song?
We got home at about 1:00am.
Who needs sleep?!