Yesterday my 18-year-old granddaughter, Amber, was here, and asked if I'd accompany her to Van's Warped Tour again next year, if she'd buy my ticket. (I bought our tickets in 2004 and 2005, when I was working.) I answered that I'd pay for my own ticket, but I couldn't buy for grandchildren this year.
I consider it a high honor that my teenaged grandchild wants me to attend a punk rock concert with her, for the third consecutive year.
Am I going to Van's Warped Tour next year? You BET I am. I will take earplugs for Amber and myself, though: last year her ears rang for three days after the concert. I learned in 2004 to stay out of mosh pits (thank the good Lord I escaped with no broken bones). We likely won't make it all eight to ten hours; we never have, so far. And it will be on the hottest day of the year, like always. But they do have an air-conditioned tent where kids can drop off parents and grandparents for "babysitting" and free bottles of water or cans of soda.
So this morning I was discussing this in an instant message with my weird friend, Xib. He/she (I told you she was weird) asked if I honestly like the alternative-type music, and I explained that, although I don't play that kind of music often here at home, I do enjoy the songs that don't have a lot of screaming, the ones that have a real tune... citing "Story Of The Year" as an example. So Xib sent me a link to a video by Everclear, a group I've never heard of, thinking I might like them. I was quite impressed!
The lead singer obviously had an awful childhood, and wrote some songs about that. They're the kind of songs that could work for change, perhaps make someone think about things, and be kinder to their children.
I'm a country music fan all the way. But I'm glad I've taken time to listen to other kinds of music from time to time. I've been enriched by the most unlikely types of songs.... and people.