Friday night folk music; Sunday night punk rock. Took my son Chris to a Pennywise concert at the House of Blues in Cleveland. Sitting behind a rail a step up from the mosh pit felt safe physically. Chris got to touch the lead singer when he came down towards the crowd, so that was a highlight. Knowing more than half the songs made the concert very enjoyable although I felt like a 45 year old freak being at a punk concert. Listening to the lyrics and observing the crowd, it looks like the youth of today are in good hands heading in the right direction. The messages that came across to me were make up your own mind; have your own opinions and beliefs without forcing them on others; be aware of your world.
Someone does need to explain that mosh pit thing though. WTF
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