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Well, as I'm sure you've all heard by now, I was in attendance at the AC/DC concert Friday night, January 30th. We originally had three tickets, very good ones I might add, because I was on the phone with Ticketmaster the day and minute they went on sale a few months ago. So we got three good ones and I was "happy as a little guhl." So a week-ish before the concert, Tina mentions that we probably should have gotten our tickets in by now. So we call them and alas, they canceled the order due to an address dilemma which they did not bother telling us about. AWESOME! So I become frantic radio listening woman to try and win some, which I was going to do anyway cuz I wanted Heather and Heath to come, but now I was freaking out cuz I didn't have any myself. My magical radio skills failed me the one time I needed them the most. How did this happen?? I did get close enough to get spit in the face with them though. This one radio station was giving them away by having a short clip of 11 of their songs mushed together and the first one to call in two and a half hours later(yes I did get up at the crack of dawn to get the first play of the clip at 6 am) would get FRONT ROW seats. So my camera, with it's sweet recorder option, is in the repair shop, I only have an iPod dock and do not have a radio anymore(therefore no tape player which means no old school tape recording which is how I won my front row Cher tickets....yes, I saw Cher...on the front row...Sue me), the video camera is broken, I couldn't find dad's awesome recording phone thus leaving me to record the clip on my sharty phone that has a busted speakerphone. Despite all of this, I listened to the clip one hundred times and finally identified all 11 songs in order. So as soon as the 8:30 time to call rolled around, I had the whole fam on every phone in the house. Tina's new little magical squidget phone actually got through. She was number 2 of 3 people they were going to let guess the list. So she handed the phone to me and I listened not once, but twice(due to phone/streaming difference) as a man named Brandon with a husky annoying voice called out every single song I had on my list in the order I had them and I heard them scream out two wonderful times "You've won them Brandon! You got them all right! You're going to see AC/DC on the front row!" My heart sank for obvious reasons 1)that we even got through on the stupid line 2)That we were #2 3)that I had them all right despite my crap of a phone.--SIGH-- So, there went that. I had also tried several times on another station and couldn't even get through!! So Friday rolls around and we still have no tickets. But no need to fear, a place on Beale is giving away another pair of front rows. So I just knew in my little optimistic heart that we would certainly win those and all would be good, however I did get a small wad of cash out before heading downtown. (Ok, so I'm not that optimistic I guess)Well, I walked in the place and asked the radio station when they were giving them away and they said, "Five minutes ago." DOH!!!! So we headed towards the Forum. There were the most blood thirsty scalpers I have ever seen hovering for a kill like dirty starving buzzards. Aaron B held up two fingers and the hunt was on. Screeches and demon-like noises began to ascend upon my ears. From everywhere, men of questionable hygiene and manners lecherously approached and looked at us with one eye half squinted and said, "Ohhh, you neeeed two?? I've got two. Let's go to Starrrbucks and discusssss," as the others skulked away to find another victim. When it was obvious after many repeat sessions of this, we weren't going to give my firstborn for "lower level" seats that were actually upper nosebleed (because this girl had done her research, believe you me. I could have been on the setup crew as many times as I stalked ebay tickets)we became like an over picked carcass and they began to ignore us for fresh meat. I was beginning to lose hope, and then we saw it, there shining on the ground like a lovely redbird in the midst of a murder of crows, a golden ticket that some unfortunate schmuck had dropped and no one had noticed. As soon as the birds saw we had it, the swarm returned. "I can give you $30. $30 tops. Hard to sell a single ticket ya know." We refused. We held out until we were able to get $50 out of it and I like to think that it was a fake from another scalper that we sold right back to another. Excellent! So I was getting really desperate and kinda freaking out that we might not get to go. This pretty normal looking dude walked up and said he had an extra on the floor next to them that his buddy didn't use. I asked him how much and he said,"I dunno, I mean if I could just get face value that'd be ok I guess. 90 maybe?" So I called Tina and asked her what to do. She insisted that I go on and take it. We must have gone back and forth about this a hundred times and finally they all insist I just buy the ticket and go and meet up with all them after the show. By this point, the guy says, "How bout 80?" So I said, "You've got yourself a deal." Another group of friends had already gotten tickets and I met up with them inside and we sat around and talked during the opening act. And then I made my way down to the floor and waited...alone...I was really sad Tina didn't get to be with me. It would have been even more of a hoot if she had. But the show was amazing. They did a few off the new album plus some great old classics. A couple of my favs were missing. Oh! The nice man on the other side of me even lent me earplugs that his son wasn't going to use because he thought they made him uncool. I think my ears would have been bleeding were it not for those. Angus stripped piece by piece on this one song. The hat went a few songs into the show..then the jacket...then on the one, he started doing stripper moves and took off his tie and shirt, then turns around, unbuttons his pants and pulls them down and sticks his butt out to us to reveal boxers that say AC/DC. Then he pulled his pants back up. It was hilarious.

After the show, I met back up with my gang for some karaoke which was the perfect opportunity for me to sing one of their songs in my Angus outfit of course.(Will try to snatch a picture of me in my getup and stick it on here soon)

SO WITH ALL THAT BEING SAID, I GUESS THE ONLY THING LEFT TO SAY IS, "I'VE SEEN AC/DC!! WHAT WHAT!!"