Saturday, March 01, 2008

Who Says You Can't Go Home

The first CD I ever bought was Bon Jovi's Slippery When Wet.

I was always a mixed tape guy. I'd borrow other people's CDs and create my own mixes. Then I'd load them into my car stereo or Walkman.

In 1986, I was going into my sophomore year of college. Although I didn't have a CD player, everyone in my freshman dorm did and I realized that I could just mooch off my roommates until I was forced to buy my own player.

I walked into Record City and bought Slippery When Wet, my first 80's rock CD...complete with long box packaging that has since gone out of style. Bon Jovi has always been one of my best memories when it comes to music.

22 years later that memory became a reality.

Thursday night, I went to the Bon Jovi concert at the Verizon Center. I was fortunate enough to get hooked up with tickets through one of the study group members. Scott was taking his daughter to the show and asked his connection if there were any extra tickets. A week later, he apologized profusely, saying that he couldn't get tickets to sit with him & his daughter but he had scored three tickets for Stephanie, Rebecca and me...

in the freaking sky box!

There is nothing like 80's rock when you are in a sky box stocked with beverages to revert you back into a 16-year old. We nearly pissed our pants with the lavish arrangements and great views. (Scott later called from the 13th row to say he was sitting next to Pat Sajek, but whatever.)

Daughtry opened the show. His talent is incredible. He did the standard songs from his new CD, along with a cover of "One" from U2 and some harder (and slightly annoying) numbers. After 40 minutes, he left while the roadies prepared for the main act.

The band entered the stage at 8:30 and played for 2 hours and 20 minutes. It was an incredible journey from as early as "Runaway" to "Bad Medicine" to "Blaze of Glory" to "Lost Highway". They sounded incredible and gave an amazing show.

I sang and dance through every number. It amazed me at the number of people at the box level who sat through most of the show. But not me, I was hooting and hollering the whole time.

The next morning, I was exhausted, my voice was gone and my arms we're aching from the "Raise Your Hands" number in which I lifted my arms every time during the chorus.

Jon Bon Jovi has become a true performer in every sense of the word. The three of us agreed that we'd go back the next time they came into town.

However, I'd definitely take the next day off.

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7 Comments:

Blogger Whit said...

Shouldn't you be disturbed that Pat Sajek was there?

I saw Bon Jovi open for Ratt and then later headline with Cinderella as their guests. I'm guessing it's a bit different now.

7:28 PM  
Blogger Rich | Championable said...

Nice timing.

I was explaining to my oldest today what a mixed tape was, and how much awesome teenage interno-pressure there was in trying to get the mix JUST RIGHT and the splicing of songs JUST RIGHT and how playlists kind of make that all really easy to do in an okay fashion.

Then I felt old.

8:48 PM  
Blogger Mamma said...

Oh my friend went. I'm glad you had fun. I would have gone if I was in town.

Happy hour this Friday. I think you may have already replied that you can't make it, but I wanted to double-check.

10:57 PM  
Blogger Brooke said...

I saw them last February at Verizon. We were in the nosebleeds, not in the skybox, :-) but they were still awesome and I loved the show. Turns out the night we saw them was the same day that Heather Locklear sent the divorce papers to Richie Sambora...but you wouldn't have known it from how they all performed. Ah, bring out the acid wash jeans and the mix tape. :-)

2:42 PM  
Blogger Lisa said...

Ohh-hhh you're so living on a prayer! I hope by now you can lift your arms above your head without wincing.

7:42 PM  
Blogger James said...

I am so jealous! I wanted to take my wife to that show bad.

Pat Sajak? That's weird, I was sitting near him at a Capitals hockey game last month.

Glad you had a great time.

2:33 PM  
Blogger Crazy Computer Dad said...

I didn't have a CD player when I started college, but my room mate did, and a kickass stereo. He was big fan of the Talking Heads and I think he played the Stop Making Sense CD everyday. I have the DVD and it is still one of my favorite things to listen to. My son tolerates it, and sometimes asks interesting questions about the lyrics like "Dad, what is a psycho killer?"

7:07 PM  

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