My neighborhood is filled with Gen Xers, and my fellow generational cohort Jenny has authored the guest blog post below about….wait for it….her review of the recent Poison (yes, the 80s hair band) concert:
Jenny says………………
It was a beautiful evening in Denver Colorado, the sun was setting and the smell of illegal substances wafted through the air. Love songs like, “I Hate Every Bone in Your Body. . . Except Mine” played from the speakers while couples swayed back and forth to the sweet melody. It’s been 21 years since Poison first set foot on the Denver soil, but it seems like just yesterday. Those black leather pants and bandanas never looked so good. Guitar solos, drum solos, headbanging–it doesn’t get any better. The evening ended with a personal invitation (for me and several thousand others) to the X Saloon for some good “clean” fun.
I was very tempted to go to the saloon w/ Bret– and thousands of others and party like a rockstar but my husband reminded me that we have two small children snuggled in their beds at home and jobs to report to in the morning. Reality hits hard sometimes. So, here I am, sitting at my desk, with a venti Starbucks and my ears ringing–a welcome reminder of my night with POISON!