Best Night Ever

The day had finally arrived.  The Metallica concert was on the horizon.  Everyone, including my co-workers, knew how much I had been looking forward to the show.  I’d been sharing secrets about my outfit because I didn’t want to just wear my normal clothes.  I needed to be Metallica-worthy.  Barb kept asking all day “Where you changing for the concert?”.  I kept telling her it was none of her business and she’ll get pictures.  Well, they made it their business.  As I’m finishing the look in the bathrooms tucked away by the cafeteria, her and 2 others come busting in camera in hand.


I headed over to the Pub before the show with my “bodyguard”.  My friend that was with me had a nice John Deere orange shirt amongst all the sea of black.  I think it toally looked like I was being protected.  One kid came up and asked my bodyguard if he could kiss me.  Luckily he said no, but I did get a kiss on the hand. 

Gojira and Lamb of God were the opening acts.  Neither of which I was interested seeing, so we hung out until about 8:30 then Jake arrived and we headed in.  Perfect timing!  We missed both acts and the roadies were getting the Metallica set ready.  We had spent some change on our seats because in Conseco if you get up high, the accoustics suck.  We were lower level just 20 rows up.  The stage was set in the middle of the floor and Metallica started the concert with some force! 


James had microphones at every side of the stage.  He would go around and sing to the whole arena.  Lars was in the middle and Kirk and Robert just ran around swinging their hair.  They played some new stuff and were promoting Death Magnetic their new album, but we also got the oldies of Master of Puppets, Unforgiven, One, Sad but True.  They opened with a laser light show, had pyrotechnics coming up thru the stage for some songs, then ended the night turning the lights on and releasing about 300 black randomly sized beach balls on the crowd.  Plus, James ripped his shirt off and got in the crowd.  It was awesome!  I have zero complaints about the show and would relive this night every night for the next 2 years.  I can’t say enough how great it was.  This is a band I will go see again, and again, and again.  Until next time…Nothing Else Matters.



Here’s some video of the show.  It starts with the opening song.  Then about 8 minutes in  you’ll see the fire show then the beach balls are at the end.

Labor Day of Rock

The end of the lake season… so sad.  Jake, Joe and I headed up north to meet my parents and close up the lake house for the season.  All the water toys seemed to know it was the end of the season because they stopped working.  The battery charger spent time between the boat and one of the jet skis all day Saturday.  But it was perfect weather so we didn’t mind.  I took the boys over to the Frog so they could check out Wawasee’s finest.  Right as we got there, the SS Lillypad II was coming in blarring Don’t Stop Believin’ and all the drunkards on board were singing.  Classic booze cruise entertainment.  There was a band playing inside the bar called What She Said, but we seemed to have more fun when they took a break and we could dance to the jukebox music.  Yes I said “we” and “dance”.  Joe and Jake dancing was awesome.  Should of got that on video.

Sunday we headed back to Indy for a full evening of live music.  The ribfest had booked Candlebox (and some other bands) to open for Puddle of Mudd.  Candlebox’s self titled CD is among my favorites.  They have pushed me to the finish line during many of my races.  Luckily Jake is a fan too, so we headed to Military Park to check out the show.  They only charged $5 to get in, but they stiff you on the drink tickets.  $10 for 7 tickets.  A beer was 5 tickets.  Whatever I can’t take it with me when I die. 

We made our way through the crowd to what seemed like a good spot.  I felt bad for whoever we stopped in front of because Jake is about 8 feet tall.  The crowd was an interesting mix of old hippies and young stoners.  I think I was the only one there that didn’t have a tattoo and has never smoked weed.  There was one guy high out of his mind.  It was all he could do to stand up and blink.  Besides the people watching, the show was great!  They played some of their classics and a few I didn’t know since I only have 1 of their CDs.  I’ll have to fix that with some iTunes uploads.  After their set, people started exiting to check out the festival so I thought it was a fine time to move up some more before Puddle of Mudd started. 


We got to the front to find a VIP section.  Hmm… I think I’m VIP let’s see if they do.  I walked in and a security guard asked me, “Do you have a ticket?”  I quickly answered with “Yes” even though I only had a ticket to Ribfest.  “Do you have a bracelet?”  “No”.  “Go to that guy to get your bracelet”.  Sweet!  Simple enough but while we are standing there, another concert goer is trying to get in too.  His answer to “Do you have a ticket” was “What kind of ticket?”  The security guard says, if you don’t what kind of ticket I mean, you don’t belong in here.  I started sweating it at this point thinking we were sunk.  But the bracelet guy came up and slapped one on my wrist.  Jake follows only to get stopped by the guard.  “Do you have a ticket?”  Jake’s response, “I’m with her.” The guard motions for bracelet guy and we’re in!  No proof needed!



P of M finally took the stage around 9:30pm.  I’d never laid eyes on these guys before, but didn’t want to take my eyes off of them.  There is something dead sexy about a grungy guy wielding a guitar and whipping his long hair around.  If I saw these guys on the street, I probably wouldn’t give them a 2 second thought, but on stage, I was hooked.  I knew a few songs just from listening to the radio, but learned a few new ones too.  We only stayed for about 5 songs, because we still had one more live music show to see.  Mike Kelsey, was at Birdy’s playing with my boy Bruce Barker and Dr. Kevin Morgan.  It’s rare to see all 3 of these guys jam together on one stage.


We got there right as Mike was taking a break, so I grabbed Bruce to introduce him to Jake, and while we are chatting Mike and Kevin joined in.  More VIP treatment for Jake to meet these guys.  The 3 guys did all different sets together and alone, so the crowd got a taste of Bruce’s original songs too.  They put on a great show and an awesome end to 24 hours of live music and 4 groups.

Here’s some video of the Candlebox and Puddle of Mudd sets.

Michael Kelsey @ The Fair

After reviewing the 30 page Indiana State Fair program, I picked out a few things I wanted to attend if my schedule permitted.  Tonight was my first opportunity to go.  2 friends, Brew and CS went with.  I wanted to see a phenominal guitarist named Michael Kelsey.  I first met Michael at Purdue through my friend Bruce Barker.  They are both incredible musicians and always put on a good show.  Michael even opened up for the BoDeans when they were here in Indy 10 years ago.  His main venue in Indy is Birdy’s but he usually plays on Sunday nights, so it’s a bit hard to round up a crew to go.

If you are around when this guy is in town, go see him.  You are guaranteed a great show.  Even if you really don’t get into music or understanding that craft, you’ll like this guy.  He’s on-the-fly creative and sings about what he sees in the audience and even grabs things from the audience to play on his guitar.  Tonight he used a kid’s juice box and Pringles can.  It was great.  He was up on the tables and playing amongst the crowd.


After the show, we walked around to take in the scene. We are a great looking city! We headed over to the “Shit under a tent sale” to see what kind of fun As-seen-on-TV stuff we could buy. None of us spent a dime on any products, but Tim spent some quarters feeding the goats and piglets. He even took some time for a photo op.


Thanks for indulging my musical side, boys! I had a great time, and think they did too.

Kleeman and the BoDeans

My buddy Scott Kleeman turned the big 4-0 this week.  His friends planned a surprise party for him in Broadripple.  In true Jessi fashion, she made Kleeman faces on a stick.  My 30th birthday face on a stick still haunts me to this day, so good luck with that Scott.  They had Scott sit on stage and give him a roast from all of his friends and a special message from his Mom.  It was hilarious and I did catch it on tape.  It’s about 30 minutes long, so be prepared.

I had found out earlier in the day that the BoDeans were playing at the Vogue.  I hadn’t seen the BoDeans for 10 years… WOW… 10 years.  I was in college, and my great friend Bruce Barker surprised me with a road trip to Indy to see them.  His friend and talented musician, Mike Kelsey, was opening up for them.  It was a great time, so I left the birthday bash and headed to the concert for some more memories.  I was a bit late, but I was able to catch their most famous song Closer to Free and my favorite, Naked.  As I observed the crowd, I noticed everyone seemed to be about 15-20 older than me.  Oh well, I danced like a fool and had a great time.  Here’s some video from the concert.  I think I was 3 seconds from getting busted when I put the camera away.  Phew.



I had the lucky pleasure of happening upon a ticket to the Elton John, Billy Joel concert last night.  Since the event was downtown and I work downtown, I did my best attempt at the “city life” that I could.  I found out that my building has showers, so I packed a bag to accommodate my schedule from after work to after party. 

I went to work for my routine 8 hour day, then changed to take a quick run on the canal so I could get my workout in.  The canal was full of runners so it was nice change of scenery from the cars I’m usually staring at on 86th street.  After the run, I ventured into my building’s basement to find the locker room.  It was straight out of a scary movie.  There were a few after-hours workers milling around downstairs, so I thought it best to shower in sports bra and boy shorts in case I needed to make a clean getaway.  Luckily one was not needed.  I prettied myself up and met some friends for drinks before the big show.


Elton and Billy played a few sets together in the beginning to get the crowd going.  Elton’s on the left, Billy on the right.  Then they each took their separate turns.  I was a bit disappointed from Elton’s set.  I’d seen him before and it felt like he played a lot of looooong sloooooow songs that I wasn’t too familiar with.  Oh well, bring out Billy that’s why I came anyway!  Billy was great!  I even got to hear my favorite songs of his… We Didn’t Start the Fire. (Which I used to know every word to that song.  I was a bit off this time.)  The boys did a few more sets together… they did the fake we-are-done routine then came out for a few more.  The acoustics in Conseco suck, but it was still a great time!  I was chatting it up with the couple next me most of the evening and Chris goes “How funny is it that we sit next to people you know!”  I said… nope, don’t know them, just made some new friends tonight!


After the show, Chris was going to drive me back to my car since I walked from work.  Problem was, we couldn’t get into his work garage because his badge was in his truck.  I spied a narrow opening between the garage and a fence.  With a shimmy and a deep breath, I was through.  Here’s Chris at the entry point.


Thanks for thinking of me Chris!  Hope to return the favor someday!  I had a blast!! 

Here’s some video of the event.  I tried to do the pointy thing, but it’s hard in the dark in the nose bleed seats.  there’s a big section on the We Didn’t Start the Fire song, but I tried to give this clip a little of some big songs.