Another one for the memory book!

I love going to concerts. Anyone who knows me knows that fact about me. Live music (music in general) is a cure for my soul and rejuvenates me. Maybe, much like those who go to church every Sunday to feel cleansed and restored.  Some concerts are GREAT, OK.. meh.. downright disappointing (err, Matt Skiba and the Sekrets kick off tour). I will note, Mr. Skiba did make it up by playing a free show at the Double Door a few months later and it was FANTASTIC! I digress ...

So, when thinking about what to do for St. Patrick's Day I was on the hunt! It was Bryan's first outside of Ireland and I wanted to ensure it was nothing less than stellar. However, I knew whatever I planned wouldn't magically replace the celebration he'd have back home with his  his mates.  I think one of the hardest aspects about relocating is missing your friends and family. Maybe you miss the area or something related to where you are from, but nothing compares to the people you love. You may meet and make new friends - gain in-laws, but they don't replace the original crew.  Though, I was determined to at least make sure it was a good one for him. I scoured all the corners of the Internet and voila, I saw that the band Ash, an alternative rock/punk from Ireland (Downpatrick, Northern Ireland - to be exact) was going to be playing Lincoln Hall (awesome venue in the city) on Paddy's Day and tickets were still available! Oh, and Bryan LOVES them. So, I got tickets.

 To be honest, the day of the show I wasn't really in the mood for going. I heard a few tracks and yeah some were good and some didn't really strike my fancy. Not to mention I was DRAGGING from the day/night before which was filled with chores, an intense new workout, charity event and then closed out with heavy pre-Paddy Day celebrations.  Though, I rallied. AND...

HELLO -  IT WAS AN AMAZING, FANTASTIC, DANCED -LIKE -CRAZY, SUPER AWESOME SHOW.

... WHOA... mind blown!

The Lincoln Hall is a small -ish venue and is attached to a separate bar area. We  hung around after the show and ended up meeting the band. Bryan was off chatting with them for awhile. I did snap a photo.. sadly it turned out blurry. Boys don't want photoshoots.. and I wasn't about to be THAT person. It's not so bad... errr, right?

 

Welp, that's that... St. Patrick's Day 2013 Chicago, one for the memory book!  

oh, PS my painting auctioned for 60 bucks.. The bid started at 20 and had 6 bids (2 of the same, person who won it)... not bad for my first. ;-)