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23 years ago tonight I saw RUSH in concert. I was young… I had to get a ride to the arena from my parents. It was the first concert I’d ever seen. I have distinct memories of gaping at people smoking pot in the open! Oh, I was a sheltered youth, until the RUSH concert anyway.

(It was the Moving Pictures tour, BTW, with a set list that reads like a greatest-hits album.)

Tonight, as circumstance would have it, 23 years and 30 minutes since my first progressive-rock show, I’ll be seeing another one:

I can’t think of anything I might see tonight that would shock me… Pot smoking? De nada. Live tattooing? Kein Problem. Mosh-pit brawls? Ja, mon. 17 million notes being shredded to tiny bits onstage? OK, yes, that still blows my mind.