Dave

Last week a coworker mentioned she was going to a Dave Matthews Band (DMB) concert next Friday. I gasped, Dave? Here? Next week? Oh, well it must be looong sold out by now, and we don't have the money to blow on tickets. Au contraire! Tickets, she informed me, were still available by the plenty on Craigslist and strangely, even cheaper than their original cost. So, in typically shady fashion, we met a guy on a street corner that night and the deal was done.

Then came the concert. The stadium was hidden in a desert valley with suburbia ringing us on the hills above. We had invested in the cheapo lawn seats of course, so you can imagine our surprise when an official came up and asked us if we'd like to exchange our tickets for seats below! We agreed, and found our new seats, about 5 feet in front of the lawn from whence we'd come! A little disappointed, we spotted 3-4 rows of empty seats in the middle of the arena and made our way there. The opening act played, and then there was the customary 45min of twiddling thumbs waiting for the main act to get out of their dressing rooms. Suddenly the seats around us began to fill up - quickly! Before long the only seats free in our section were the three beside ours. Then as I sat crossing my fingers and toes that no one else would approach, a couple started making their way down our isle. And since there were no seats to the right of us, we had a suspicion that they were eyeing ours! As they stooped down to count the seats approaching ours, I starting picking up my things, sure that we were headed back to our original seats (now long taken by others)... then as they looked up at us and the guy began to mouth the words "I think we have those..." the lights miraculously shut off and Dave's guitar rang out in a long loud riff causing the crowd to erupt in cheers, and our dethroners to abandon their claim to our seats and take the ones beside ours. There was not a free seat around. The rest of the concert proceeded in Dave's usual fabulous style, complete with guest guitarist Tim Reynolds.

(sorry, I have no photos for this post as cameras, drinks, food and other necessities were banned from the arena in the hopes that you would fork over the millions of dollars that the stadium wanted you to pay to purchase them inside)