And just like that, I am old
For Christmas, my darling friend Karina the Russian bought concert tickets to see the band Brand New for my sister Staci, me and of course for herself. We had been counting down the days until the show and when the day finally rolled around WE WERE STOKED!
Staci and I have been listening to this little known alternative rock band for around six years. Karina is a bit more of a recent convert, but a fan nonetheless.
Before the show we met up for sushi and saki.
Karina and Staci
Staci and me (guess who has to be posing in every picture? LOL)
We really didn’t pay much attention to where the concert was being held until a few days before the show when we looked at our tickets and it said The Salt Palace Convention Center. Which we thought was odd to have a smaller band held at a convention center, but whatever, WE WERE STILL STOKED!
After paying $7 for parking we wandered through the huge building following people wearing skinny jeans and flannel to the concert hall.
SIDENOTE: What is up with flannel coming back into style? Ugh!
When we finally got to the large concrete room where the concert was going to be. Naturally, we went straight up to the concession stand to purchase beer. Only… this was an all age show so there was no beer being served.
Not wanting to believe this to be true, we searched the room looking for people holding beer cups – there were none to be seen. What was to be seen, was thousands of sober, angsty teenagers.
We walked around the perimeter, just to make sure we were not missing something and to further survey the crowd, but sadly, our biggest fear was realized, we were the “old people” at a concert!
After the concert Karina apologized for it not being all we had hoped it would be. I told her “don’t you dare apologize!” Because even though we were sober and the oldest people there, we still had a great time and got to spend some much needed time together – something we don’t get to do nearly enough anymore.
Oh, and added bonus? We will all actually remember this concert AND none of us got beer spilled in our hair.
I’ll call that a win any day.
Blogfully yours,
Summer
Aww Summer, you’re not old! You’re gorgeous!!!!
I wouldn’t be too concerned about the kids at the show. I can’t tell you how many times (and more frequently) I’ve been the oldest at a show. It’s not how old you are….it’s how old you FEEL! And if that’s the case then I feel about 95 HA! 
haha!
“it smells like fat.. like teenage fat here!’
LOL!
Now, this situation makes me wonder if all the other “non sober concerts” we’ve ever been to would sound just as shitty as Brand New “on sober day” live??
Love you!!!
Karina
Poser! Oh wait….
There are a number of musical acts (namely Dave Matthews) whom I’ve vowed never to see again due to the age factor. If the teens at his shows were well behaved, I might think differently. But, we wound up paying too much money to be annoyed by the under-20 crowd. No thank you. Glad you could walk away with a better attitude about it than me!
Yes…flannel is back because old navy says so and I have gotten more compliments this season on my 10 year old Pendleton jacket then I have the past 9 years? Your’e not old, I think in your case the term is “cougar cub”:its cute, sexy, and just learning how to hunt properly.
The salt palace is the Kindergarten of venue spots and calling yourself old because of an experience there is like dining at McDonalds!
So chin up little cub and you look pretty spritely skiing the Canyon yesterday; which was fun by the way. Hope you found your goggles
I think you’re only old at a concert if you’re yelling at the children to sit down the whole time you are there so that you can see.