Not for the faint of art. |
1985: The one that got away Having had such an awesome time at the 1984 show, I decided when Bruce came back to the DC area the following year, I had to try for tickets. Remember, this was pre-Internet, so in order to get tickets you had to call them, hope you got through, and then deal with credit card nonsense. Never did get through. Show sold out in less than a half hour. I checked the Washington paper for a few days after that, and people were selling front row seats for over $2500. Now, I'd pay that for Bruce tickets... but in 1985, I don't think I had 1% of that in my bank account. It turned out the concert was the night before a summer school math exam anyway, and it was probably best I didn't go so I could pass the class. But I would have. We busted out of class had to get away from those fools We learned more from a three minute record than we ever learned in school Tonight I hear the neighborhood drummer sound I can feel my heart begin to pound You say you're tired and you just want to close your eyes and follow your dreams down We made a promise we swore we'd always remember No retreat no surrender Like soldiers in the winter's night with a vow to defend No retreat no surrender |