Concerts

Rick and I saw that Bob Segar was going to be in town in the spring/summer.
Now I saw Bob in the '70s and it was great!
But boy I would enjoy that again.

So we went to check out some tickets.
Oh my. 
I don't think a ticket was even as high as $20 when I saw him in the 70s
Now we could get 2 tickets to sit on a hill in the grass for a mere $220.00
Rick made me laugh when I asked him if he could do the lawn.
He said I can sit on the grass, it's getting up that is the issue.
That made me laugh. 
He is on the floor all the time with the dog, he can get up.
But I get it, he doesn't want to sit on the grass and he won't be comfortable for 2 hrs.
So we looked at tickets under the "pavilion" with chairs.
It would be a mere $500+ (2 tickets) if we would like to see the stage.
I hate going to a concert and having to watch it on TV's they have all around.  Might as well stay home to me.

So I am stuck listening to my albums, Pandora and the like and just remember what a great concert it was in 1976. 
I don't think I can pay that kind of money until I win the lottery.
I mean I love him, but I will chalk this one up to been there done that.
Because of these crazy prices I've missed a lot of bands I would have loved to see, Eagles, Fogarty, to name a few that were somewhat recent.

Perhaps if the Beatles came back from the dead and had a concert I'd pay that kind of money. 

Speaking of concerts my friend and I were talking about meeting people who you like in person. I have not met any celebrity only a few singers from my airport ticket counter days. One was Grace Slick. 
She was just like you'd think she was. 
For you young kids, she was the lead singer in a band called Jefferson Airplane. She was good and salty. Google her. 

I recall a time when there was an old time group of guys that were before my time. I was aware of them, Dion is the one I remember of this group.
After I worked the ticket counter I was going on a flight to see a friend.
I got on the plane and took the last seat that was available. This plane was a small jet and I'm sorry I don't recall which one. But there was no first class.

When we landed this man was so awful. He was in the back across from me. Everyone stood up to deplane and he was so angry that he wasn't getting off first. So this man Dion who thought he was so important kept telling everyone he was important and to sit down and let him get off the plane first. He had a connection to make. One woman turned around and said, we all do buddy. He was most obnoxious. I kept thinking, this is not the early 60's Dion, you are not a big deal and these people don't even know who the hell you are. Shut up and sit down and wait your turn. He just got worse. He was still good looking but my goodness he was a royal ass.

Then one day in another airport I was hurrying to get to the baggage claim.  I dropped a bag and as I bent down to pick it up I hit someone's head who was picking up my bag for me. (We were walking opposite ways) 
I looked up at him and I said, "Oh my God it's you"
(yes, I'm an idiot) 
He laughed and said, "Yep it's me, you got this?" 
I took my bag from his hand and said I did, I thanked him and told him I loved his music and his show at the Coliseum. He smiled, said thanks and turned and walked away.
I was a total dolt!
It was John Mellencamp.  After my shock of it being "him" I realized boy he is short. Funny how all rock musicians are so short. (except Huey Lewis, who yes, I met at the ticket counter)

So I think I am at that age and that stage of poor enough that I won't get to see these oldies in concert again. I will just have to replay the memories and play the albums.