David and I went to see Wilco last night and it was one of the best concerts I've ever been to.
Music has always been an important part of my life and I could NEVER get Eric to go to concerts with me; he just wasn't interested in music at all. I remember that I did drag him to see Lyle Lovett once (WITH ALISON KRAUSS, PEOPLE) and he slept through the entire concert. The applause between songs would awaken him, he'd clap a few times, and fall back asleep. I shit you not.
David, on the other hand, is a big ol' music geek, which I mean in the most affectionate way. He has thousands and thousands of records and cds. Living with him is much like having my own record store.
So we actually LEFT THE HOUSE last night and went to a concert and it was so much fun! We were both shocked that we stayed up that late (11:30!), through not one, not two but THREE encores.
It was so great that I think we might make this whole leaving-the-house-thing a somewhat regular occurrence.
Wish us luck.