From the second you pull into a parking lot and walk into a show, you get "that feeling" you only get from being at a Bon Jovi concert... Without hearing a singles note it's 1989 again and you're 17.

You see the tee shirts, you see the fans, you see name and band faces in the lights around the arena. People singing, blasting music in the parking lot. Girls.... It's a Bon Jovi Party...

You grab your seat, you look around, you see and watch the sound check, there is AC/DC and other rock music playing as you wait, every time there is a flicker in a light or a change in sound you hear a scream because the fans think it's time...

Bang, the house lights go out, the arena acoustics are full in effect, the band is playing the intro, Jon hits the stage and the place explodes (without even hearing a note from Jon yet)...

This House Is Not For Sale starts and Jon does okay on that one... Bad Name is next and the place explodes. Jon can't sing it but no one gives a **** because the audience is singing louder than him.... The concert moves on... You can take two paths. 1. Pretend you're Simon Cowell, criticize every thing that wrong, and ruin your good time. Or 2. Grab another beer, live in the moment, say **** it, and have a great time...

The show ends with Living On A Prayer, the greatest rock song of all time... And just like Bad Name, the crowd is singing so loud, you get caught up in the moment and say, "shit, 35 years later, I'm still having an awesome time at a Bon Jovi concert"



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