I actually made a packing list……to see a concert…..I am loosing it, clearly.
Packing List V1.2 (that means I updated it twice, mental, I know)
2 bon jovi tickets (OK important not to leave them on the desk)
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charger cable (for recorder, maybe not necessary but you never know)
usb adapter (as above)
microdrive (memory card hard drive for recorder, it’s in the recorder I can’t forget it)
microphones
battery box ( for microphones, always with them)
fanny pack (for my junk)
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2 SDHC cards (for camcorder 16 gigs each for @1.5 hours of HD video each)
extra battery for camcorder
Garmin (saves my life and more time than I ever imagined, inventor should get Nobel Peace Prize for preventing more spousal arguments than anything else, ever!!)
printed mapquest directions (Garmin might die)
stubhub printout (in case of ticket problems)
laptop (in case Julie can’t sleep on the way home we can do review)
laptop charger (long review, more power)
briefcase (gotta stuff all this crap in something)
cell phone (ET phone home, rent it today on DVD or Blue-Ray disc)
extra battery
power converter (so car can charge any of this junk)
2 pillows (nappy time)
blanket (lullaby, and goodnight…..sing it people, nobody can hear you)
notepad with pen
2 towels (afraid it would rain and it did)
sacrificial SD card (in case security says we cant record and wants to take the card, a bit of slight of hand and the security goon gets a 16Meg card that has been in the junk drawer for 2 years instead of a 16Gig card that is kinda expensive and loaded with Jovi)
baseball cap
extra T-shirts (again in case it rains)
evening medicine (damn diabetes)
lantus (double damn diabetes)
2 syringes (triple damn)
cooler ( for water and medicine)
snacks (chips, trail mix, jerky)
4 frappacinos
10 bottled waters
extra battery pack for microtrack (in case internal dies, which it did)
2 iPods (his and hers, silly right?)
Digital camera (cause we aren’t taking enough stuff already)
Pretty pathetic eh? All that technology and wires it looked like a lunar landing mission not a concert J
Anyway we loaded the car, grabbed some cash for parking from the ATM, a little lunch from Taco Bell and we are finally on our way. The actual trip was pretty uneventful, a little construction but nothing serious. Parking at the venue was $15.00, but our tolltaker said we could park free if we could sing Michigan fight song (we are from Ohio and huge Buckeyes fans <as all right thinking humans should be, dammit>), I managed to hum a few bars of the Michigan State fight song but had to pay the toll J We consolidate the gear we are taking in and head for the gates.
Right outside the venue there are a lot of people handing out what looks like some sort of pass on a lanyard. As we approach the girl tells me to take a bunch, give them to friends who couldn’t come. She handed me four of them. It turns out to be a slick ad for Saturn cars. <pic below>
***DVD ALERT***The signs inside the doors say they are taping all remaining tour dates to use as possible B-roll footage for an upcoming possible DVD release.
**VENUE SECURITY**
Once inside the building we walked to the lines of people going through the security checkpoint. A few of the security personnel were saying “please have your bags open” as they waved people past to the ticket scanners, but in general if you didn’t appear to have anything dangerous on your person they passed you right through with you cameras, camcorders, whatever.
***MERCHANDISE***
We decided to get our swag first and Julie picked out a couple of shirts and a tour book, total tab $170.00. All of the shirts are $40.00 except the sports jerseys, hoodies and collared shirts which are $100.00, tour books and bandannas are $30.00, they had other stuff but it was so crowded we couldn’t see. They do take credit cards so you don’t have to take a wad of cash with you. < PICS BELOW>
We quickly found our seats and had a quick hotdog (note to self, $4.00 hotdog tastes like $ .30 hotdog from grocery store) before the openers, All American Rejects, came on. We met another nice couple from Ohio (hi Joe and Lynn), who weren’t diehards but were celebrating their 2nd wedding anniversary at the concert, they seemed to really enjoy themselves and liked AAR as well. Our seatmates on the other side were a trio of young girls who made a total of 5 beer runs AFTER the initial beer seating J. In a particularly funny (for me) moment, at the end of the concert everybody was taking pictures with everybody else and Joe told the young beer-fetcher (who had her butt inches from all of our faces on each and every beer run, due to the tight seating) in a jocular tone “if you turn around I can take a picture of your butt. Well since everyone is deaf from the crowd noise (no peeking ahead I’ll get to the review in due course) she can’t understand him and answers “ you can’t grab my ass” Joe is obviously slightly amused and a little embarrassed (his college graduate children are older than she is and he is just joking around) and tries again “I could take a picture of your butt” again not hearing and obviously a tiny bit creeped out she asserted “ you can’t grab my butt either” Joe hung his head in defeat and gave up trying to yell loud enough to be heard. I couldn’t stop laughing J