On Friday night, we saw AC/DC at the Rose Bowl for nephews first concert and my boys second (they liked this one more than the Foo Fighters).
My 8-year old started playing the guitar in December. He has the spark of obsession. He performs his first song with a band next Sunday (7 Nation Army “including the solo” which he emphasizes). We have cute video of him dancing when he was 3 with a small Loog guitar mimicing Angus Young. He was especially psyched to see him. So I play it up a bit. “The band is in a bus behind the tunnel, keep your eyes out for them when the lights go out, maybe you’ll see them coming to the stage…”
But I also told him they have famous friends. He knows all about GnR so I told him that Axl is friends with the band and lives in LA. I said, “I think he’s gonna be here. Watch the area by the stage where people come from the tunnel area.”.
Within 3 minutes…jackpot:
Dad is an f’n wizard.
(People in surrounding seats were impressed by that call and since I totally believed it was possible I was looking for him and was the one who spotted him. I mean Appetite was the first cassette I ever bought — this is stupid lifelong preoccupation paying off on a guess.)
Stay Groovy
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