pop culture, reviewed

Jake didn’t get to go because of work and I really don’t know that I have ever seen him so disappointed.  I think the word I’m looking for is “crestfallen.”  He was crestfallen.  I still went, with Michael, but I don’t want poor Jake to have to hear any more about it because I think he might cry.  You don’t understand — it was a real coup for us to FINALLY see them because for one reason or another, we’ve missed them the last, like, three times they’ve come nearby.  It was the only show Jake’s been eagerly anticipating for months.

So, I won’t talk about how fun it was, because I don’t want to make him feel worse.

I will say that it was the first time that I have been at a show where there was crowd-surfing in I don’t know how long.  A decade?  Longer?  It had been awhile. 

 P.S. Jake listened to it streaming live on NPR.org and you can go there and listen, too.