Meeting a mate at a nearby bar. Heading to the venue and swapping banter with drunk fans in the queue. Getting the ticket ripped at the door. Sipping that first beer from the bar. Finding the perfect spot. The anticipation building as the house lights come down and the roar of the crowd builds to a crescendo.
I love everything about gigs. Literally, eve…
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