I took a picture OF MY EAR when I got home from the Foo Fighter's concert at Red Rocks Amphitheater last Monday. WHY? BECAUSE, IN MY MIND-NUMBING STATE OF ECSTASY I WAS IN, I THOUGHT I'D BETTER DOCUMENT THE NIGHT WHERE I POSSIBLY WENT DEAF DUE TO THE SHEER POWER OF DAVE GROHL'S VOCAL CHORDS.
I cried during Everlong, Hero, Skin and Bones, and especially Aurora. When I wasn't streaming tears of joy I was screaming and pumping my arms until my voice cracked and shoulders ached. My ears are still ringing, and it's been almost 3 days.
The memory of that concert is now my happy place I visit whenever I am pushing buttons on a cash register at work. But more on that later.