Oh yeah, somewhere in the last few weeks, I went to a Backstreet Boys concert. WOO!

I mean, do I need to say much here?
I will never miss their show in town. 
When I am 64 and they decide to do one last tour before Kevin passes away (it will obviously be him), I will be there.

The preteen in me had the night of her life.

11 years ago (gross), 6 or so of my friends and I lined up for pictures in front of my house, each of us wearing a tshirt with 5 boys' faces printed on the front.  We piled into a limo as my mom yelled "DON'T STAND UP OUT OF THE SUNROOF!"

I'll give you 1 guess as to what I did right when we turned the corner.

And we unpiled in front of the concert venue with screaming, singing, more screaming, and mostly screaming.

And the Backstreet Boys hit the stage.

It was the best night of my life until June 25, 2011 when we reunited.

Vintage fans.

Callee was the BEST person to go with.  She may or may not be a bigger BSB fan than me.

Her father/daughter dance at her wedding was to Backstreet's Back.

And she and her new husband walked out to The One.

Hardcore.

I think I remember Devin banning BSB from the play list at our wedding.

Best show ever.

And I learned I have no idea how to take pictures at concerts.

So glad to see you out of rehab, buddy.

He can still sing.

Callee thank you for inviting me out for the night of my life.

AJ I'm still mad you didn't pull me on stage and sing to me.  That girl didn't even know the words.

I'll let the pictures tell the story

Men Without Hats

March 2011

Shout out to Micah for amazing pictures.

Bowbow badow bowbow badow buhbuh

Name that song, win a prize.

So the other night, I go to this concert with the pops, the brother, the herzbin… and her

We don’t look alike at all. Wait.

The 38 especial opened the party

and then, right when everyone was feelin’ good, there was this guy.

Bret Michaels. Rock of Love. Celebrity Apprentice. Poison. Subarachnoid Hemorrhage. He is known by all of these things.

And he loves him some Bret Michaels.

If the Woodlands Pavilion had let him, the man would have had made the entire audience wear his shirts all night.

Just like he did. 3 costume changes. 3 different t-shirts. All Bret Michaels.

Anyway, then these guys showed up

And that’s when I got just real friggin’ excited and started taking some breathtaking photographs

Being that it is a work of art, this photo is open for interpretation.

Free as a bird, man. I dig it.

In conclusion:

Every Rose Has It’s Thorn.

Skynyrd= Rose

Bret Michaels = Thorn.

Dear Mute Math,

Thank you for rocking my face off on Friday night.

You put on an amazing show.

It was Chaos. No pun intended.

In fact, if I could have seen you guys 50 feet in front of me, it would have been an even better show.

Then I would have been able to take my own pictures.

Dad gum giant man standing in front of me.

and the one in front of him.

Short people and Warehouse Live do not mix.

Anyway, awesome show. I’m thinking about taking up the keytar.

Check them out here. Beware of rocking.

*Thanks to Frett Farnell for inviting us

** If you go to a show, skip the opener and go get a beer…unless you want to experience what it’s like to go to an Allman Brother’s concert…can you say 50 minute jam session? Can you say I can’t even link to them because Google says they don’t exist?

Keep on Rockin’ in the Free World

Well, here’s somethin’…

Lu took me to a concert this past summer (more like bribed me with riches and power and other things people bribe people with) that I didn’t think I would ever go to.

I was the youngest woman there by 20 years. I don’t think there were any men there.

And I loved it. LOVED IT!

Top 5 best concerts I have ever been to.

I grew up listening to oldies…I’ve been jammin’ to his stuff since I was 3 years old and didn’t even know it. He’s one of those guys that sings every song you know, but when you hear his name, you can’t name a dadgum song he’s done.

He’s so hard core.

He is…

Rod Stewart.

WHAT?! Check his kicks. So hot. Look at those moves (my brother Alex does a similar one) and tell me you don’t swoon for Rod. K, seriously the worst dancer in the history of British singers coming to America, but at least he embraces it. Actually, I think that was the best part of the concert- watching him dance knowing he can’t.

Sorta like when my friend Clay told my friend Tacie to dance:

“Tacie, look at Steph. She’s a terrible dancer, but she’s dancing”

Thanks?

Anyway, Rod Stewart, I’m not kidding, puts on the most entertaining show ever. THIS MAN KICKED SOCCERBALLS INTO THE CROWD FOR A FULL SONG. You won’t see that anywhere else.

You haven’t heard rock and roll until you’ve rocked with Rod.

I’m not even trying to be funny.

Chips and Salsa

Dinner with really fun friends

Gorgeous weather

Exercise

Friend from DC and her male friend, clearly not her boyfriend

Being outside as much as possible

Reckless Kelly

Little brother

Dancing

Sunday morning

New friends

Some R&R

A perfect weekend.

Uhhh Yay Yay Yay Yay Yaaaay

I saw Britney last night.

I like her.
I have been singing her stuff since I got the tickets Monday.
Devin almost left me, I think.
We had amazing (free!) seats
and some great old and new friends came
and it was so much fun.
She sang old school Alanis. So good.
It was a fabulous show.
Britney concert: check.