No Jack & Diane. Idiot.

Went to the conert tonight. Got to Ripken stadium at 4pm (doors opened at 5) and there was already a bit of a line to get in, but luckily there were a lot of older people in the crowd who wanted seats, so I was able to get down pretty close to the front for Willie's set. This is what it looked like when I got there:



There was a forgettable opening act, and then Willie came on and started his set. He was awesome, pointing and waving and smiling, playing some wicked lead guitar on that beat up old guitar of his.





Unfortunately, during his set, a big storm rolled in with some nasty looking lightning, so he had to cut his set short and they made everybody clear the field. Sucky.



After awhile the rain stopped and the Coug came on. When they let people back on to the field, I was able to get right down in the center in the front row. It was a nice spot to be. The Coug did not play Jack & Diane, which I find nearly unbelievable. It was impossible, however, to not sing along during "Hurt So Good". At one point I noticed that the Coug was sporting a little bit of camel toe, although I think it was just because he was dressing a little bit to the side.



After the Coug finished up, Bob Dylan came on, and although I have heard bad things about his live shows, I thought it was pretty good. I was glad that I was up close because he doesn't do much physically but he does a whole hell of a lot with his face. Weird smiles and looks and poses. It was also really strange to see the relationship he had with his band. They kinda seemed to love him, respect him, hate him, and fear him all at the same time. And every member of the band watched him like a hawk. For the whole set. "Like a Rolling Stone" was definitely the highlight of the show for me. By the way, Bob Dylan's drummer was pretty awesome and looked a little bit like Jeff Tweedy.





Some fun facts about the shows:

1. I'm sure that Willie pointed at me and smiled.

2. The Coug plays a "G" chord differently than anybody I've ever seen.

3. The Coug's drummer looked like a cross between me and Richard Dean Anderson.

4. The Coug had a totally badass anorexic fiddle player. She was awesome.

5. Number of non-white people seen at today's event: exactly 3. One of them was
the Coug's bass player.

6. I ate a lot of food today for breakfast and lunch, and by the middle of the
Coug's set, the bowel-rattling bass guitar and kick drum nearly worked it all
out right onto the field. Luckily the sewage-stench of my farts in the crowd
was masked by all the pot smoke.

7. Bob Dylan is either very strange or very smart or both.