I saw three concerts at the Western Washington State Fair over the last two weeks. Billy Idol, Weezer, and Daryl Hall and John Oates. Have you heard my bit of trivia about Hall & Oates? They don’t call themselves that. Every album says “Daryl Hall & John Oates.” So if you bought a merch shirt with Hall & Oates, you got screwed. Also, why did you buy a Hall & Oates merch shirt? Are you going to wear it to school tomorrow to show you were at the concert?
The Western Washington State Fair is a few minutes from my house. Best place to see aging rockers. No traffic. Outside. Beer garden is near the stage.
Billy Idol exceeded expectations. Weezer was awesome. Best set list of any concert I’ve ever attended. Sixth row. Oh sure, some 6′8″ guy swooped in right as the show was starting and sat in front of Scott (the dude has grown to 7 feet after several retellings of this story), but it was still awesome.
Hall & Oates totally phoned it in. I mean, you’ve been together for close to 50 years. Don’t you have a cool anecdote? I know you’re not Bruce Springsteen, but jeez. I ran into a high school friend while I was there, and he left early to go get scones. See text exchange. That said, it was still fun. And they had the longest booze line I’ve ever seen at the end of a concert. Nice work, olds!
When people ask me how I felt about turning 50 this summer, I said it didn’t really make me feel old. But Scott and I celebrated 29 years of marriage on Sunday, and that DOES make me feel old. That’s a long time to be married. That’s like, your own kids throwing you a party old. I can’t go for that. No can do.