it began with a question from maga: “have you heard of [a rock band]?”
it continued with brunch with a musician who had an unusual connection to my family and me with his.
it all went down saturday night when nancy, lauren and i showed up at will call at the paramount theater (where guster was performing) and i nervously spoke up.
me: “i think there are supposed to be some tickets waiting for me.”
girl: “sure. what’s your last name?”
me: “mumford.” *starts to spell…*
girl: “oh, yeah, abby.”
me: *turns to N and L with wide eyes*
girl: “here are your 3 tickets and here are 3 after show passes.”
me: *not sure which is falling faster — my jaw or my eyeballs out of head* *giggles* “umm, what? are? those?”
girl: “they’re like backstage passes, except there’s no backstage here. it’s like a meet and greet with the band.”
me: “oh, wow! thank you! i mean, wow, yeah, okay. GREAT!”
basically, the people i know know the people guster knows and i landed in the middle of an unbelievable situation: free tickets + backstage passes to meet the band!! have i mentioned that guster is one of my most favorite bands ever?
so not only did this concert have an unusual beginning upon entering the theater, but it had an unusual beginning when the show began. instead of an opening band, there was an opening comedian, which changed the tone of the evening turning it from a music concert into an event. (an event that, if you ask me, would have been better if it had included just the main attraction.)
fortunately, once the comedian’s time was up and guster took the stage, they did what they do so well — they rocked it out — with humor and charm and that’s why i’ve seen them (at least once) every year since 2003.
they put on a live show like no one else.
and this time i got to tell them so.