Saw the Smashing Pumpkins at The Fillmore in Charlotte, NC last night. Great show in a smaller venue. I might not have seen them in the 90's during their heyday, but I appreciated it more with a little age under my belt.
The saddest part of everything is that when choosing my wardrobe, looking cool wasn't a factor. It was all about footwear that would get me through hours of standing.
Now that I'm older and have the resources to see more shows, I'm lacking the stamina and often the opportunity to see someone I deem worthwhile.
Yet another thing on the long list of cruel twists age brings.
Stuff I Like, Which Means You Need To, Too.
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