a night out

I had been waiting for last night for months. David Gilmour came to the Kodak Theater and I picked up a ticket for the show just after it was posted on the net.

I had never been to the Kodak and was interested in seeing the inside. Overall I liked it. A little bland but overall well done.

Before the show I milled around with the rest of the crowd and I have to say Pink Floyd Fans (myself included) are not aging well. Grey skin, uneven hair and t shirts from 1971 are a bad combination whoever you are.

I had a pretty good seat. Front row, third balcony. Gilmour was slightly larger than an ant but I could hear ok. That is except for the parts not covered by the sounds of "WOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOO!!!!" coming from behind me whenever the music went soft.

Three seats down a 50 year old blond was telling a guy next to her she hated when she went to shows and the person in front of her had big hair or was too tall so she couldn't see. However, whenever the music got loud she was up shaking her ass and ruining the view for anyone behind her. Really, lady, No one wants to see that.

I was surprised it took so long but half way into the show, the unmistakeable odor of weed puffed by. Then disipated. Huh....interested. I saw Pink Floyd in the 80's and the whole coliseum was like being in a bong the whole night.
Later it smelled like cheap subway sandwich meat...then pot....then meat.
I had no idea what this was until just now when I checked the Gilmour Blog to find out four drunks in the back row after round after round of air guitar puked.
Lovely.

I was glad I went to the show but didn't really get want I expected. I hoped for loud fast driving music but got a lot of slow psychodelic guitar solos and songs about love and what not. Gilmour has to be in his 60's by now and I guess that's what happens. Shame.

whew...

I'm home. A one hour delay in my flight...no apology, no sorry the the inconvience just, "Hey you're going to have to wait..." but I got to LA last night around 10pm, My girlfriend picked me up and I'm glad it's over.
You know last year I was gone for three weeks and I told myself, three weeks is too long. I said that after my trip the year before...and yes, the year before that.
Hopefully next year I will have learned my lesson.
I may post randomly before next year but I can't say for sure.
See you next year.

Dallas

The frankfurt airport uses a flight information board with flip panels like the alarm clocks in the 70's. When the information changes it makes the cool "fft ffft ffft ffft" sound. I stood here for a minute just the hear the flights change.,
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Almost home.
I spent 16 hours on planes yesterday. Guys in the Cairo airport were hitting me up for money until the last minute of my flight.
I have to say in all honesty, unless you are tremendously motivate to see Egypt or are familiar with the culture, go somewhere else. I was really fatigued by the whole experience to the point it affected my personality and most of the foreigners I met said the same thing.
Hopefully things will change in the future but now...try Mexico. Support my people.
My flight was delay 30 minutes going into Frankfurt. Running through the terminal I heard a sound out of a 70's science fiction movie. It was this old style message board. It thought it was pretty cool.
Ten hours to get to Dallas. I sat in front of two guys from Texas that would not keep quiet. Sleeping was at a minimum. Two bad movies and boom, I'm in Dallas.
It's great to be back in the states.
Billboards for strip clubs, McDonalds every where. Only bums ask you for money. Ah, home.
I've made a lot of good decisions on this trip and Dallas was a good one too. The airport is nice and the city has a lot of stuff going on. Even the Hard Rock Cafe is interesting! Usually the Hard Rocks are basically expensive TGI Fridays, with guitars but the one in Dallas has a room sent over by Pete Townshend from his castle in England. The whole damn room! And they have a bar shaped like Eddie Van Halen's guitar. Nice.
Slept pretty much all of yesterday.
Hit the Dallas Art Museum, Sculpture garden....they have a Whatchamacallitburger I've never seen before so I will partake.
Tomorrow....done!