But...as we were getting jostled, shoved, elbowed and stepped on by the crushing crowd of mostly 20-somethings, I realized seeing a band close up and personal was not a priority for me. So after the second set, I was more than happy to make my way to the back of the 10,000 plus crowd to enjoy the music, rather than go all mom on the drunk kid in front of me who kept stepping on my toes.
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