Well, I can mark that off my list of things to do before I die….

Pearl Jam … Don’t recall the last time I went to a concert where you actually couldn’t hear the band sing at some points because the crowd was singing so loud. It’s their Riot Act tour, of course, which I’ve hardly listened to, but JamesT popped the cd in for the trip to the amphitheater. “That’s probably the only song off there I’m going to recognize,” I say to him. “Do you think they’ll actually play anything off of Ten,” he asks me. We dunno.

Lucky us, they don’t just play the album they’re touring for… they play everything wonderful that everyone loves. There was a whole lot of singing going on by all. It was really good. Our seats sort of sucked, meaning they were little more than ant people on stage, but they sounded incredible. At one point I grin and tell James to call Brian to let him hear they were playing Mother Love Bone’s Crown of Thorns…. it’s an inside joke for us. James grins, too.

We didn’t get rained on. It wasn’t too hot or cold. T-shirts were reasonable. All in all, not a bad Saturday night.