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Fleetwood Mac

Fleetwood Mac has been my favorite band for a long time now. I'd been waiting/hoping for years now to see them in concert. But knowing their history of in-fighting, I figured it may not happen again. Imagine my surprise when they announced they would in fact be touring this year. I kept checking their website to see if they were going to play in Salt Lake. But nothing ever showed up, so I thought I'd have to see them in Denver or Vegas or somewhere else. So last month, imagine my joy when I heard some colleagues over the wall talking about Fleetwood Mac coming and how they had gotten their tickets. So that weekend I coerced Inge and Angel into agreeing to go with me, and got our tickets. They were nosebleed seats, but I didn't care, as long as I was in the same building as Stevie Nicks.

Well, last week, the Delta Center (I'm sorry, I just can't call it the ESA) announced that they had closed off the upper bowl seating, and that everyone up there would be reassigned. I was told my seats would be great, and all I needed to do was bring my tickets to will call and they would exchange them.

For the last few weeks, this is all I've been able to talk about. But two days ago, I really thought my attendance would be in jeopardy. I ended up getting strep or a sinus infection. And man, I really felt crummy. But luckily I had a left-over antibiotic sample, so I took that, and yesterday I got to the doctor, got some more meds, and was on my way.

We got to the will call and got our new tickets. We were definitely in lower bowl, pretty much facing the stage. The seats were fantastic. And our friend Jerry was able to join us, so we had a great little group of people to sit with.




I can't even tell you how exciting it was. The band did not disappoint. Stevie Nicks rocked the house (and even though she's old enough to be my mother, looks a lot better than I do), Lindsey Buckingham smoked on the guitar, and Mick Fleetwood's hands flew all over the drum set. What little voice I took with me was completely gone by the time I left. And today I sound more like Suzanne Pleshette than Stevie Nicks.



Turns out, Stevie Nicks lived in Salt Lake while she was in Junior High, and loves it here, so there was never any doubt they would do a show here. Plus - she and I share the same birthdate, so the planets were aligned or something. Lucky me!

Comments

!nge said…
"coerced" is a bit strong description. All you needed to do was violate some copyright laws and let me listen to some great music to have me decide that I'll come along. I'm so easy that way ... good thing my range of music preference isn't limited to a few genre.

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