If You Can’t Trust a Ticket Scalper…
Wednesday, August 27th, 2008
This blog has featured many rants relating to the frustrations of securing reasonable seats to good concerts. And here’s another.
This past weekend, I traveled to the humble Borough of Haddonfield, NJ to help my friend Issac and his parents, Tim and Kate, move into their new house. They moved up from St. Pete a few months ago, rented a house to get a feel for the area, and just bought a home there. All their stuff had to be moved about a mile and a half and I was the only one with superhuman moving skills available to help. Actually, I’m always happy to help on a project like this – mainly because I’ve moved so much in my life that I know how rotten it is to move yourself – especially awkward pieces of furniture on stairs.

So last night was the 2nd in the set of seeing 3 of my top 5 favorite perfomers in a 3 month period. In February, it was Mr. Clapton. In April, it will be Mr. Buffett. Last night, it was The Tragically Hip. Little ol’ band out of Canadia. They did a fine job and loved their show, as always. They pulled a bit too much from the newer stuff. The newest album hasn’t really grabbed me, although I did like the last album.