Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Death of a Sole

On Monday I tripped at work and the entire bottom of my shoe was almost removed, only hanging by a few threads at the toe of the boot.


I lost my "soul" as one guy in the library so ...cleverly...put it later that day (I couldn't go home to change--no time). Well, I am losing my soul. Here's why:

Today is the first day of Paul McCartney's "On the Run" tour. Opening night is at Yankee Stadium. He's also visiting Detroit, Montreal, Chicago, and Cincinnati. I am on the wrong side of the Continental Divide. Music is half of my life. Actually, strike that. It's two thirds of my life.

And yet, I have never been to a concert. The Rolling Stones were in Salt Lake. I missed it. Poison. Missed it. Cheap Trick. Missed it. Billy Joel and Elton John. Missed it. Paul McCartney. Missed it. Bon Jovi. Missed it. OVER and OVER and OVER. And those are just the older bands. Don't get me started on more recent music acts (Owl City, Muse, Joshua Radin, Yellowcard....).

If finals is making you as depressed as it's making me, and you're stuck in the western U. S. like me, than just stare at this. If you have any music in your soul, you'll start crying.

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