For our anniversary, I surprised my hubby with Rolling Stones tickets. Now yes, I realize Mick Jagger is 120, but who would pass up the opportunity to see him?
We were kindof in the nosebleed section, but we were up front. Who cares, it was cool. You know you are jealous. During the concert, the center of the stage lifted out and moved to the middle of the crowd on the floor. My friend Christine had a bird's eye view. She has lots of pics on her phone, but like me, she thought you couldn't take cameras in and actually obeyed that rule. Boy are we dumb. The stage is something I have never seen before, nor am likely to see again. I think they said it took 16 semi-trucks to bring it in.
On each side of it were VIP seats which started at 500 dollars. I don't know, I don't think I would've wanted to pay that kind of money to stare at the back of the band's heads all night.
Toward the end of the evening, a giant blow-up mouth and tongue rolled out of the middle (the pic shown is the giant video screen) and the pyro-technics were so intense it was hot from where we were sitting.
Am I a cool wife, or what?
1 comment:
The concert was great.
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